RyanC14
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When I was 9 or 10 my family had a 5g. It still kind of haunts me how badly we cared for those poor fish.
As long as you taking care of them well (as in, actually put in the effort and don't lose interest after a month) then it is rightly so something parents should be encouraging rather than preventing. Having a hobby you are passionate about is really important for bliss later in life, honestly. I don't think enough parents fully realise that and should stop shouting at their kids for taking a genuine interest and investing in a skill that isn't directly school-related.My first fish I was prob 6 or 7 and it was fish we caught out of the river ..... they died within a day. Then prob around 8ish I had feeder fish, goldfish, danios and bettas at different times. In my teens I had way too many bettas that I was housing them in 2L coke bottles cut in half I love my mama, but my goodness she was crazy letting us have as many pets as we did. I had gerbils, hamsters, mice, bunnies, budgies, cockatiels, a quail, frogs, lizards, snakes, fish, spiders. These aren't at separate times either. Many of them are overlapping and we used to breed them too. I remember me and my sister each had 6 or 7 budgies each and we took them to get professional photos done. I still have them too, it's so funny.
As long as you taking care of them well (as in, actually put in the effort and don't lose interest after a month) then it is rightly so something parents should be encouraging rather than preventing. Having a hobby you are passionate about is really important for bliss later in life, honestly. I don't think enough parents fully realise that and should stop shouting at their kids for taking a genuine interest and investing in a skill that isn't directly school-related.
Yes, in the early years it is definitely something that needs to be supervised. Similar to you I was slightly too young when we got our first family dog to have been left alone with it, we didn't hurt it or anything but just did things like you that were well meant that we did not have the capacity yet to understand were stressing or uncomfortable to an animal. A kid can't really be blamed for it, parents should keep a close eye or just wait a few years more.We did, they were well taken care of. However, there was times I would say we abused them unintentionally. Parents need to be vigilant with kids who have pets. One time we wanted to bike ride to pet land so we took our bunnies and put them in our backpacks and went. Poor bunnies were prob traumatized. Just things like that made me extra careful with my daughter and pets in the home because I know kids can be accidently cruel.
It is a balance. Pets are a great way to learn. A few traumatic experiences can be okay to a point. And we probably imagine trauma far different than the pets experience. Our dog is afraid of the water. Was always nervous on the boat. But he always wanted to go. He wants to go wherever we go.Yes, in the early years it is definitely something that needs to be supervised. Similar to you I was slightly too young when we got our first family dog to have been left alone with it, we didn't hurt it or anything but just did things like you that were well meant that we did not have the capacity yet to understand were stressing or uncomfortable to an animal. A kid can't really be blamed for it, parents should keep a close eye or just wait a few years more.
Pretty much the same as me. First tank at 19 or 20. Didn’t know a thing. Now second tank 23 yrs later and taking it much more seriously. I can't believe how much there is to know. I have had my 2nd tank set up since 11/16/19. Trying to follow everything my LFS tells me to a T.My first was when I was about 19. I didn't have a clue. I got the tank, put a heater and HOB on it, put fish in, and added water to replace what evaporated. Pretty much repeated that about 20 years later.
Fast forward another 20 years to now. I still don't claim to know what I'm doing, but at least I have a clue now.
I started keeping my own fish at 8 or 9 (I’m 13 now still a youngin in training) but my mom took care of fish my whole life. My mom didn’t know much of what she was doing but my kindergarten teacher gave us the class goldfish that was in a bowl and my mom bought it a 5 gallon with a filter because she knew bowls were cruel. It was a fancy goldfish btw. Really proud of her for that to this day bc although it wasn’t ideal she did her best! Anyways I started with bettas when I was younger, then about a year ago I got a 20 gallon with some beginner level fish as my first community tank. Things expanded and I now have five tanks lol. Most of my fish are still “beginner” and although I have lots and lots of knowledge it doesn’t do much without experience so in perspective I consider myself a beginner. I think the most difficult fish I’m caring for are cory fry because they’re the first fish I’ve bred! I bred neos and mystery snails before that but I never really had to give special attention to the babies. My biggest tank is 29 gallon which is my community tank, I have a betta living in a 20 gallon by himself, a betta in a 10 gallon by himself, a 5 gallon as my shrimp tank and a 1 gallon tank that I previously used as a hospital tank but now houses my fry. Anyways yeah I’m guessing I’m one of the youngest on the forum, but this hobby is for all ages!
That brings back memories for me, in my teens we had a black lab mixed with something else we named snoop. He was a monster in size that I could never get to stop pulling on walks so instead of letting him tear up my hands one day I decided to get him a long leash and I attached it right below the handle bars of my bike and he would just run and run and run. I quickly learned to bring water with for him because once he started he never wanted to stop running. When it came time to stop I would have to start stopping in advance because I could lock up the back brake and get hard on the front one and he would drag the bike with me on it for quite awhile before he decided it was time to stop. Our average "walk" was around 3 miles, and at that point it was because I was done, he never wanted to stop unless it was hot. My snoop was also dump as a fence post but god I miss him.. So when you question if it was abusive, I have to say no. I didn't force my snoop to pull me as I'm sure you didn't force your muffin to pull you, they just wanted too. I think labs just love to run.It is a balance. Pets are a great way to learn. A few traumatic experiences can be okay to a point. And we probably imagine trauma far different than the pets experience. Our dog is afraid of the water. Was always nervous on the boat. But he always wanted to go. He wants to go wherever we go.
My family had a yellow lab when we were kids. Her name was "Muffin" (my sister named her). She used to pull me around the block on my skateboard. Abusive? I do not know. She always wanted to go. She would always go around the same block. If I started her out south, she would make all lefts. If I started out north, she would make all rights.
I always had fun when there were people out for walks. I would come up to a corner knowing which direction she was going to turn and I would shout "LEFT MUFFIN LEFT" zoom left we would go. People would go "wow that dog is smart". She was a great dog, but dumb as a fence post. Little did they know.
We had six kids, two dogs and two cats. None of them were cared for perfectly. But they were all loved and as long as you have that, the care does not have to be perfect.
That brings back memories for me, in my teens we had a black lab mixed with something else we named snoop. He was a monster in size that I could never get to stop pulling on walks so instead of letting him tear up my hands one day I decided to get him a long leash and I attached it right below the handle bars of my bike and he would just run and run and run. I quickly learned to bring water with for him because once he started he never wanted to stop running. When it came time to stop I would have to start stopping in advance because I could lock up the back brake and get hard on the front one and he would drag the bike with me on it for quite awhile before he decided it was time to stop. Our average "walk" was around 3 miles, and at that point it was because I was done, he never wanted to stop unless it was hot. My snoop was also dump as a fence post but god I miss him.. So when you question if it was abusive, I have to say no. I didn't force my snoop to pull me as I'm sure you didn't force your muffin to pull you, they just wanted too. I think labs just love to run.