Our pet piranhas were a blast until it was time to clean the tank and somehow I was always the one elected to do it. I still have all ten fingers (how, I have no idea). We'd buy feeder goldfish 100 at a time and they would go through those like hors' dourves. Charlie the catfish came with them (they were all babies when we got them), as they grew up I think they thought he was just a fat, slow, dumb piranha. The piranhas reached their full size but Charlie kept getting bigger and bigger and finally one day it must of dawned on them that he was really a catfish or maybe I forgot to feed them.
Edited by Chris Farris - January/07/2009 at 13:10