For those of you not on Twitter, Phineas died. Last Sunday. I was devastated.
We’re not really sure how he died. New tank syndrome; he was an intermediate fish when we should have had a beginner; who knows.
But, we have two new fish. We got them on Thursday, and they are still hanging in there.
On the right is a black molly named Molly. On the left is a red wag platy named Dave.
Molly is pretty skittish, though I think she’s calming down a bit.
When I’m going to bed, I turn out the aquarium lights and say, “Good night fishies. Don’t die.”