It seems that catfish also have racial discrimination! [Cover face]
Since a fish pond was built in the yard, my enthusiasm for fishing has never been higher.
I remember a wild fishing trip, I caught a catfish of about one and a half pounds, and I casually put it into these ten square pools.
For the first few days, it stayed in the pool without moving.
Even if crucian carp or ear of wheat fish swim past it, it doesn't bother to pay attention.
I thought to myself: this wild catfish is too timid, you see: there are a few bold little fish, even rubbing around on it, it will "swallow its breath".
However, after a few days, every night, there was a "crackling" sound in the fish pond.
Hearing such a sound, I suddenly felt a little curious, and through closer observation, I realized that this "popping" sound was the sound it made when eating small fish in the pool.
However, during the day, it still looks very honest, quietly, shrinking in the corner of the pool without moving.
Until one day, I noticed that there were people selling African catfish in the wet market.
I thought to myself: how nice it would be if I bought two to be a companion with it, so...
At that time, the large bearded catfish had more than two pounds, and the small ones also looked like one and a half pounds.
Back home, I gently put the two catfish into the pool.
The two of them went one after the other, approached the edge of the pool and began to swim.
When they swam behind the wild catfish, about a meter or so, who expected that the wild catfish that had been hiding in the corner suddenly turned around and began to swim quickly towards them.
I thought: Maybe it's a friendly welcome to them both.
Who knows, it is desperately tearing and biting the larger African catfish swimming in front, and the catfish dodges back and forth, but the body is still scarred by the bite.
After biting the larger catfish, it began to rush towards the smaller catfish, the small catfish saw that the situation was not good, and immediately turned back and desperately fled, but it was still caught up by it, and after a burst of nonsense bite, the small catfish was also ravaged by the skin and flesh.
Seeing this, I quickly found a wooden stick, and under my repeated obstruction, it gave up and slowly swam towards the corner with a reluctant heart.
After stopping this one-sided "war", I thought: this should be fine...
At night, the sound of "crackling" water came from the pool.
I hurried out of the house to check, only to find that the wild catfish were fighting one against two and starting to stage crazy mode again.
In desperation, I fished out the two seriously injured catfish one by one with a net, and put them in the basin.
Afterwards, I wondered: although they are not a breed, they are still the same! But for some unknown reason, it has become so crazy!
