::*Years ago, when Mrs. Drmies was expecting number two, I got a fish tank so she could sit in front of it and chill. It was a ten-gallon tank and I got two little goldfish from Walmart. One died that same eveningthe other is now (three years later) the size of a grown man's hand. I hate him. His name is Emopoop. The tank got all green and nasty; Emo eats the cute fish I buy and he shits so much that it's impossible to keep the tank clean.So, I bought a new ten-gallon tank, moved the three little fishes, and bought five neon tetras. What I had left was a filthy green tank with two goldfish in it. Apparently, I can't feed them to the cat, and I don't want them in the houseso I bought a 30-gallon pond, dug a huge hole, put a pump in it, and dropped the fishies in there today. Does that answer your question? Again, if I could have just killed them I would have enjoyed my spring break, but my daughter was just too sad at me for that. Oh, she did suggest throwing Emopoop in the pool, but that beast's turds are three inches long.