stories about mexican walking fish
here are some stories about them, courtesy of lottie, susie, matthias, katey and ashley
You dont eat them!!! We had one in our class when I was in year 6. We fed him ham and his name was Mr. Pickles. Someone left him next to a window and his water got too hot and he died. They are also called Axolotols
Poor little guy. He was in the prime of his life but no, it wasn't to be. An Axolotol probably would be tasty if it was 5x the size they normally are. They are way too tiny to get any meat off them. But pickled, they could make a tasty snack
in grade two we had a class mexican walking fish, and we somehow had him in the same tank as the fish that the class also kept. One morning we arrived to school to see the poor little walking fish dude as just.......bones. the fish ate the poor little guy! RIP.
it was pretty damn horrendous for 7 year olds, i think we were just hella confused and thought that mr axolotyl man had walked out the door and sneakily replaced himself with bones." take THAT suckers!"
I had an axolotl, his name was Zshoe. I went away for a few days over the summer, and most of the water evaporated in his tank, and when I got back, he was half-immersed in water, and rotting.
My parents friend had an Axolotl called dude. In the marine room there's Alolotls as well, they freak me out so much! Haha, at school we had a spelling competition and one of the words was axolotl! No one got it.
we used to have them in the pet store my parents owned like 10 years ago. i used to feed them mince on the end of a straw so i could get it to the bottom where they were.
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I wish I had a fucking mexican walking fish.
they are freaky freaks of nature, but so cool
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