I have six fantails (down from nine) and they live in a planter converted ‘pond’ in my yard. 1.2M x .45M x .45M. I envy their leisure. Their perfectly sustainable eco system, now protected from predators by chicken wire. Water, plants for food and oxygen, insects, each other.
I spend some time with them everyday but other than gaping their mouths at me, begging for food, once I’d satisfied them with a wormy treat (that they don’t need) they ignore me. I wonder how they can see me coming, with their eyes at the sides of their heads. That must be inconvenient.
My mind goes blank when I am watching my fantails.
I know nothing about being a goldfish, living in a planter pond.