chandler04
Active Member
Well, this is a sad tale. Very sad. It is one with both horror and pure sadness. You see, I loved clowns. Loved them SOO much. I had just been having my first good spurt of luck ever with fish. My new tank, which was a blessing after the pit of death was put out of use, was doing nicely. A couple of chemical problems had been fixed. My one surviving fish, Jeff, a very nice false percula, was in the tank, as well as a little larger clarkii clown. I had an anemone, and the clarkii was hosting. I had just gotten two new small ones, a small percula and a small clarkii. They were so cute and adorable. Then the big one got mean. He started chasing them, being terrible. I went and got another anemone for the littles ones to hide in. The small clarkii went in, but the percula, like most without a good carpet anemone, stayed out. Soon, they were all staying in the opposite corner of the tank, leaving the clarkii to his own side. (55 gallon tank btw). One morning I awake, and the tiny clarkii is missing. I go to skool, come back, little perc is missing. By end of the night, half of baby perc shows up stuck on the filter, the other clarkii is dead. I got rid of the "murderer", but not before jeff sustained a bite to the head. It seemed that Jeff would be allright, but then he started acting awkward. He wouldn't eat, swam with his head pointed down, tail towards the sky. He never came out from his corner. Poor jeff died a full week later. This goes to show how I had 4 fish, and lost them all in little over a week. Not even my fault either, it was just caused by another fish. For this, I believe clarkiis to be mean, evil fish. 
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