a spoonful of medicine

We are renting and can't have a dog. So we have goldfish. Its amazing how attached you can become to a gold fish. You can't hug it or take it for a walk but you speak to it and look after it. It is always happy to see you in the morning (because of the food!)

After a fantastic new years celebration at a friend's house we returned home to find our beloved goldfish "Fatty" dead. We suspected this may happen but I was holding onto the hope that we treated him in time. A few days ago we noticed the new little fish (Whitey - yes, we are great with names) had the dreaded white spot. This quickly spread to Fatty, named because he is fantail - short round body with beautiful long tail, who wasn't looking great.
We had the brother-in-law over to give it some medicine and we went and got some yesterday afternoon but were too late.

We now hold onto the hope that Whitey will recover and we will be able to get him some new friends soon. We'll be sure to treat the water this time before introducing new fish into an existing set up.