Just a little word to the wise, do not get your goldfish care techniques from Elmo. He keeps that precious Dorothy in a cute little bowl where she looks so happy and merry, when really she's dying in her own ammonia producing water.
This is what I learned from a very serious and rude sales lady at my local Pet Smart. Being the proud owner of my first State Fair goldfish I promptly stuck his $2 butt in a beta bowl and thought I had just saved him from those awful fair people. That he was special now, that he had a name, Glub Glub. Little did I know that my little new addition to my family was in serious danger with my small tank (insert stern voice and evil eye from the sales lady as if I should have known better.) And in no way was she selling me another goldfish to be 'his friend.' Oh no, she scolds me for ever thinking of putting a goldfish in anything less than a 5 gallon tank and proceeds to tell my daughter that her goldfish will die very soon. Then directs her over to the beta fish and tells her to pick her favorite color. When she does the evil which sales lady then tells her that when her goldfish does die, she can come back and get that one.
I am pretty sure that lady has absolutely NO credits in early childhood in college. She has never been a babysitter or even an aunt, and certainly NOT a mother or she would have quickly rethought her tone and attitude in this extremely delicate matter. But on another note, she was totally right. The fish did die within a couple of days. So now I am thinking that Elmo is on like his 400th Dorothy because her tank looks just like the one I got for my poor sweet Glub Glub. (RIP)
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