For the Love of a Goldfish

There was a short story on the internet about a goldfish that stayed with me long after I read it. I’m a sucker for dog rescue stories since my family has rescued a few. My experience with fish rescue is limited.

Sure, there has been the occasional goldfish in my younger life and I've had a few failed attempts at owning an aquarium of tropical fish. In my experience, fish do seem connected to your movements, as they watch to see whether you might feed them; but I’ve not thought much about their feelings.

It turns out fish get depressed too and just like people, some love and attention can work miracles. Here’s a summary of the story I read. You can read the original here.

During a visit to a local pet store, a young woman named Lacey Scott spotted a sad face. At the bottom of one of the fishtanks sat a listless goldfish. Anyone who cared to pay attention could see he looked hopeless.

The fish was ten years old. He had lived in a person’s artificial pond prior to being surrendered to the pet store. Like me, the woman couldn’t stop thinking about him, and decided to give the little guy a chance.

She brought him home, named him Monstro, and in spite of a sparkling environment and quality fish food, Monstro remained in a lifeless state.

Lacey Scott did not give up. She continued to take the best care of him. He had her heart. After a long month she finally saw him swim for short periods.

And, slowly his body began to change.

Under her love and care he transformed over time.

Eventually he was well enough to move into a group aquarium where he continues to thrive.

Scott said: "I feel like he’s truly the inspirational one.” "It’s been really inspiring to watch him transform."

All we need is love. Even goldfish.