Introducing… Squint!
With two of the three Corys named, it was possible to tell the last fellow apart. Between the two Spot-ty Corys, one had bigger eyes than the other. That made naming the last critter easy – Ling called him Squint
Reflections of parents of not-so-young-kids-anymore
With two of the three Corys named, it was possible to tell the last fellow apart. Between the two Spot-ty Corys, one had bigger eyes than the other. That made naming the last critter easy – Ling called him Squint
After figuring out Spot’s distinctive characteristic, the second of the three Corys Ling named was Big Eye. Between the two Corys, Big Eye has… well, bigger eyes. It’s hard to tell from the picture – but trust me, put next
It can be quite hard to tell the three Corys apart. For starters, they’re all about the same size, each measuring 5 cm from head to tail fin. There are no discernable differences in the markings on their bodies either.
We came home this early evening to discover poor Patches had an accident and also been the victim of a vicious attack from one of his tankmates. Patches had gotten stuck in the branches of the Water wisteria, and when
The three Peppered corys seem to like their new home just fine, and have readily displayed all the lovable characteristics of their species: always scrounging the gravel for tasty morsels, occasionally socializing together in a little catfish convention, and making
Ling and I went about looking for our final additions to the current tank setup – bottom feeders who would occupy the lower levels of the tank. We’ve been deciding between Clown loaches, Panda corys or Peppered corys – and
After quite a bit of consideration and decisions bouncing back and forth, we decided to swap tanks between the two Angels and ten Neonies. Nibbler and Stripes have been doing OK on their own in the old tank for 10
With the two Angels gone for the time being, the Neonies now have all the freedom and space to explore the tank: The injured Neonie seems to be recovering pretty all right and has rejoined the shoal. The entire group
Shark’s bait. Poor poor Nibbler and Stripes were banished from the ‘garden of Eden’ … pity them in their new ‘home’ with hardly any amenities at all; no plants, no wood, to gravel, no garbage man, no romantic lighting… We
Ling and I drove down to Balestier to look for our next species of fish to populate our tank. We had several choices, the only criteria in our mind being that the fish would need to be middle swimmers. We
It didn’t take long before our two Angels started chasing and attacking the Neonies around the tank. Nibbler was the more aggressive fellow first, but Stripes started to follow his lead too. We had to separate the species when one
We’ve been interested in cultivating some moss for our tank. Our initial idea was to build a moss wall, but after we read of horror stories of the moss wall being a death trap for small critters like Otocinclus and
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