tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7173487087895437639.post4011301890556900940..comments2023-07-19T04:05:34.796-04:00Comments on Of Cabbages and Kings: Copper, the Psychologically-Damaged Carnival FishAnonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10883854503294092142noreply@blogger.comBlogger24125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7173487087895437639.post-39041539874107725662008-10-14T05:57:00.000-04:002008-10-14T05:57:00.000-04:00ReformingGeek- Oh no, well, here's hoping he's swi...ReformingGeek- Oh no, well, here's hoping he's swimming freely in some country brook-- a large carp now-- happy and, um, scaring the bejeebers out of local stream fisherman. <BR/><BR/>"Good lordy, Clem, did ya git a look at that there orange whale?"Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10883854503294092142noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7173487087895437639.post-19183506889428442622008-10-13T19:48:00.000-04:002008-10-13T19:48:00.000-04:00Good story. I was thinking of Nemo. You can tell...Good story. I was thinking of Nemo. You can tell I never had a goldfish. I think our first pet had "to go the country". I don't even want to think about it.ReformingGeekhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17990465686765948682noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7173487087895437639.post-71838806890232826402008-10-13T13:48:00.000-04:002008-10-13T13:48:00.000-04:00Nice fish story. I always wanted a Sloth for a pe...Nice fish story. I always wanted a Sloth for a pet. 20 hours without moving. Only they could beat my record!!!Ed & Jeannehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00730956006290504616noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7173487087895437639.post-9996668132483045502008-09-30T05:30:00.000-04:002008-09-30T05:30:00.000-04:00OMG! The almost identical thing happened to me whe...OMG! The almost identical thing happened to me when I was a kid, except my carnival won goldfish attempted suicide one evening by jumping out of its bowl. My older sister saved this fishes life by placing its lifeless body back into water and swishing it from side to side until water got back into its gills. That crazy goldfish lived for almost 2 years after that!Private EYEhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05664721822410223062noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7173487087895437639.post-28856072713797506432008-09-28T08:42:00.000-04:002008-09-28T08:42:00.000-04:00Jenn -- My, oh my, can you tell a story! My first ...Jenn -- My, oh my, can you tell a story! My first pet was a hermet crab who made a lot of noise motoring around his little tank on top of a bed of gravel. The night I stopped hearing noise was the night I knew he wasn't sleeping, but rather had met his maker. Sad day. <BR/><BR/>I love this line: <I>"And after all, what's it all about if you spend life trembling at the bottom of the tank-- and you forget what's it's like to really swim?"</I> Words to live by.<BR/><BR/>Great story, Jenn!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7173487087895437639.post-84944400731906007762008-09-28T08:06:00.000-04:002008-09-28T08:06:00.000-04:00Jaffer- And thus was the start of the all-you-coul...Jaffer- And thus was the start of the all-you-could-eat buffet for goldfish. :) I'm sure your aunt was thrilled.<BR/><BR/>Chat Blanc- Goldie and Copper would have appreciated your support. :)<BR/><BR/>Static- Here's hoping someday you make it to the ocean.<BR/><BR/>BunkmonKee- I'd imagine the lizards would be harder to keep contained. But maybe they also have a longer shelf life.Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10883854503294092142noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7173487087895437639.post-14978033535796409872008-09-27T23:52:00.000-04:002008-09-27T23:52:00.000-04:00I remember having one of those fishes myself. Now...I remember having one of those fishes myself. Now I think they also have lizards too.BunkmonKeehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14450200613155204542noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7173487087895437639.post-55547083229501710842008-09-27T22:15:00.000-04:002008-09-27T22:15:00.000-04:00Well they are in a better place. Sadly, I keep swi...Well they are in a better place. Sadly, I keep swimming head first into my glassy prison. Damn humans, always trying to trick me. Then they flush me down the toilet. Yeeeaaaaarrrggghhh!Statichttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13875998739533600766noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7173487087895437639.post-73610851654577520562008-09-27T19:32:00.000-04:002008-09-27T19:32:00.000-04:00oh I LOVE this story! I'm a sucker for any type of...oh I LOVE this story! I'm a sucker for any type of pet. Well, except snakes. Anyway. . .yay for Copper and way to go Goldie! :DChat Blanchttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08049275050536199230noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7173487087895437639.post-81858780711852914262008-09-27T16:12:00.000-04:002008-09-27T16:12:00.000-04:00My brother was always fascinated with fish tanks w...My brother was always fascinated with fish tanks when he was a kid - he'd stare for hours and never get tired.<BR/>Once we were visiting an old aunt who had a large tank of goldies. Then he happens to spot a big can of fish food. The next thing we know he's emptied the can into the tank.<BR/><BR/>Oy.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7173487087895437639.post-57062880492124379182008-09-26T18:25:00.000-04:002008-09-26T18:25:00.000-04:00Chyna- You can tell how little I know about fish, ...Chyna- You can tell how little I know about fish, because until you said it, I didn't realize betas and siamese fighting fish were one and the same!<BR/><BR/>Hysterical that they were so active and involved with you all. Better than Sea Monkeys, it sounds like! :)Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10883854503294092142noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7173487087895437639.post-48253243092794600942008-09-26T17:01:00.000-04:002008-09-26T17:01:00.000-04:00We used to have tanks and tanks of siamese fightin...We used to have tanks and tanks of siamese fighting fish (betas) and they were some of the nicest fish. Oh they were murder literally to the mollies or any other unsuspecting fish that crossed their fishy paths but they all had their own personality. We even let them pick out their mates. Realy and truly they each picked a different one. There were the most amazing creatures we'd ever had. We even had one batch of babies once. Talk about a circus. Imagine clear plastic cups far as the eye can see. LOL We kept one that my dh taught to hit his finger to release his nuggets. And he would dance for you (or maybe that was one of the females). You could sway in front of the tank and she/he'd follow. One day we'll resurrect the tanks and bring back the fish but right now we have no good place for them.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7173487087895437639.post-21919031237477118752008-09-26T16:25:00.000-04:002008-09-26T16:25:00.000-04:00Olga- Hey- COOL! Then Copper and Goldie, having to...Olga- Hey- COOL! Then Copper and Goldie, having toughed it out, like, a month or so, actually did pretty well! Yippeee!! :)Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10883854503294092142noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7173487087895437639.post-30163405151149260472008-09-26T16:23:00.000-04:002008-09-26T16:23:00.000-04:00Great fish story!...I dont think those dang carniv...Great fish story!...I dont think those dang carnival goldfish are meant to live more than a week...I can't tell you how many we have been flushed down our toilet!Olga, the Traveling Brahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09086918302815822367noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7173487087895437639.post-63085081085161446462008-09-26T15:52:00.000-04:002008-09-26T15:52:00.000-04:00Ken- That's a terrific story-- And I have to say, ...Ken- That's a terrific story-- And I have to say, I was bracing myself for quite a different outcome... in spite of your post title. :)Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10883854503294092142noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7173487087895437639.post-1918259536769761302008-09-26T15:40:00.000-04:002008-09-26T15:40:00.000-04:00I have a goldfish, if you'd ever care to have a lo...I have a goldfish, if you'd ever care to have a look:<BR/><BR/>http://kenarmstrong.blogspot.com/2008/03/fish-called-lazarus.html<BR/><BR/>yours is a super story, I *so* enjoyed it :)Ken Armstronghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07775956557261111127noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7173487087895437639.post-52649796033140807192008-09-26T15:19:00.000-04:002008-09-26T15:19:00.000-04:00Jay- The backyard pond was a great idea. With our ...Jay- The backyard pond was a great idea. With our tough winters here, I'm afraid that would have been a fishsicle death sentence for poor Copper and Goldie. :)<BR/><BR/>Glad to year yours had a long, happy life!Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10883854503294092142noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7173487087895437639.post-74315971139883682002008-09-26T15:10:00.000-04:002008-09-26T15:10:00.000-04:00Aww.... Poor Copper and Goldie!I won a fish at our...Aww.... Poor Copper and Goldie!<BR/><BR/>I won a fish at our local travelling fair when I was a kid, too. Luckily for me, since it wasn't a troublesome pet like a dog, there were no problems keeping it, but there was no way my parents were going to have a tank in the house. I still remember my Dad sweating and swearing as he dug a pond in a hurry! ROFL! But the fish survived and lived many years. We bought others to keep it company. <BR/><BR/>The thing about goldfish and tanks is that a lot of people just think they're 'easy' pets and don't address their needs, one of which is for well-aerated clean water, and another is for temperature control (which might only mean shade plants). I guess that's why they survive in rivers, but not necessarily in homes.<BR/><BR/>And yeah, they really don't like too many chemicals. Such a shame about the flouridation of that water supply. :(Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7173487087895437639.post-64207517061868508412008-09-26T13:53:00.000-04:002008-09-26T13:53:00.000-04:00DeadRooster-Aw, I bet Mike was heart-broken at the...DeadRooster-Aw, I bet Mike was heart-broken at the early demise of Goldie. I'm trying to think now what cartoon I remember seeing a few years ago with a goldfish who died and went down the toilet, only to be resurrected and haunt the owner. Maybe something on "Courage: The Cowardly Dog." <BR/><BR/>I just recall this silent, levitating dead goldfish spirit...<BR/><BR/>Better keep the lid down, Rooster. :)Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10883854503294092142noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7173487087895437639.post-54045411311145749862008-09-26T13:46:00.000-04:002008-09-26T13:46:00.000-04:00This story is so close to my own. I won two gold f...This story is so close to my own. I won two gold fish at a carnival too. Their names were Goldie (what a coincidence) and Mike.<BR/><BR/>I remember we had Mike for a long time but Goldie took an early, silent journey down the toilet tube where she would "maybe come back to life after being washed into a river somewhere."Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7173487087895437639.post-26394377392013979342008-09-26T12:35:00.000-04:002008-09-26T12:35:00.000-04:00Sue- (sniff) That was a lovely little story. I hav...Sue- (sniff) That was a lovely little story. I have never heard of a goldfish behaving like Flipper before. :) I'm sorry for your loss. Goldie sounds like she was one remarkable fish.Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10883854503294092142noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7173487087895437639.post-77657315788439526542008-09-26T12:29:00.000-04:002008-09-26T12:29:00.000-04:00I had a Goldie when I was a kid, won at the local ...I had a Goldie when I was a kid, won at the local Strawberry Festival. I don't even remember what I did to win her...<BR/>My Dad loved that fish, as did I. He cleaned her once a week and the fish became so used to us and the cleaning schedule that all Dad had to do was put his hand in the tank and Goldie would come and lie it it. He would lift her into the spare bowl, clean the tank and then pick her up (with her cooperation) and put her back into her home.<BR/>We had that fish for about 7 years...and she was beautiful and big with a long double fin tail. She was a family member who loved when you visited with her. She would nibble the tips of my fingers that I placed in the water each night before I fed her. She was an amazing fish.<BR/>But then, the New Jersey water company discovered an issue with the water and, instead of warning everyone they went ahead and slyly added extra fluoride to the system, thinking no one would notice. Thousands of fish were killed in pet stores and homes all across the state. Goldie was one of the victims.<BR/><BR/>I've had many other fish since her, but none ever behaved quite that tame or friendly. To this day I miss that damn fish. My father always did too...she was his pet more than mine, I think.<BR/><BR/>SueAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7173487087895437639.post-39939503876706915932008-09-26T10:50:00.000-04:002008-09-26T10:50:00.000-04:00Da Old Man- Yet carp seem to survive in spite of v...Da Old Man- Yet carp seem to survive in spite of virtually everything. I mean, our three rivers have carp in them, and those rivers are NOT clean. And okay, so the carp may have evolved to have three heads now, but still.... they still make it.Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10883854503294092142noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7173487087895437639.post-82304370427949104132008-09-26T10:47:00.000-04:002008-09-26T10:47:00.000-04:00Copper, we hardly knew you. I find it hard to beli...Copper, we hardly knew you. <BR/>I find it hard to believe fish survive in the wild. I had many pet fish, and just looking at them could cause them to die.Da Old Manhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02529514518271981093noreply@blogger.com