Why I Want To Feed A Goldfish

Being allowed to adopt pets at a young age was not to claim that I was responsible but rather spoiled. My first month caring for another living being was the most enriching experience in my life. I was taught values that my seven-year-old brain struggled to understand.
Pets are difficult to care for, so most would assume that we begged for this privilege. In reality, my mother was the animal-lover who heard about a local hamster breeder. I wish someone guided us inexperienced hamster owners because we unknowingly brought home a boy-girl pair. My family figured this out when we woke up one morning to find six newborn pups. Sadly, the first two batches from these new parents did not survive. And before I knew it, one of the cute dead pups were placed in a Ziploc bag for show and tell. Was this considered mourning? Perhaps if I had been more sensitive towards the corpse. This …show more content…
And it naturally became my responsibility to care for the new fish. I learned from experience the importance of researching my pet beforehand. Within the following weeks, I noticed what seemed to be a problem with my feeding tactics. All the goldfish became terribly bloated. The care book I bought wrote: “Feed a goldfish once in the morning and once at night,” so I was frustrated because their incompetence and love for food was making them ugly. Being their only caretaker, I was determined to fix this problem myself. Eventually the fasting days I created affected my involvement for the fish. My short attention span found different activities during days where I did not have to feed. Yet the goldfish were able to adapt my new methods. Months passed and unlike my hamsters, these fish were actually living because of me. It was nice to consider myself a reliable individual for once. However, the tank cracked one evening as my mother was replacing the water. To my horror, the goldfish later passed in their temporary