Three-Gallon Hatchery

Spent the other day cleaning out somebody's shed, so that it can be moved, so that an excavator can get in, so that a leach field can be dug, so that the plumbing works properly, so that, you know. Yeah.

Anyway, the garden pond needed to be drained and dug up as well, and so I find myself in sudden stewardship of a whole lot of goldfish. We spent four or five hours trying to net them all (at least three bright orange, five-inch fish remain at large in the murky eighteen-inch-deep pond), with several dozen fry in several sizes being brought in. The young 'uns currently reside in a well-lit, heavily circulated five-gallon bucket, where they are quite content to swim in circles and munch on protozoans. And anything else they can, actually. Goldfish aren't picky, even when they're this small.

The works

You can see some of the bigger and carotenoidally advantaged ones here.

Most of them are the size of a grain of rice, and brown.

Cool, huh?