Thanks everyone! I have good news and bad news. First the bad news: my attempt to get a specialist’s opinion and possibly find someone who could trim the puffer’s teeth was not very successful. On Tuesday, I walked about two miles to the only fish store in town, only to find that the owner was on vacation until the next day. So yesterday, I made the journey again, only this time in 100 degree heat, including humidity. I showed her pictures and a video of the fish, and she agreed that the teeth looked overgrown, but was uncomfortable trimming them herself, as she has little experience with puffers. She did say that she’d bring it up the next time she saw the stock manager (the one I talked to at school). Also, she let me stay even after closing time and pester her with questions about all the fish so I didn’t have to go back outside for a while (sections of my hair were soaked with sweat from my trek, and I was in no hurry to go back outside.)
Now the good news: today, after oversleeping through my class (I had spent a few hours Tuesday on my failed attempt to get to the fish store, and then stayed up all night working on a lab report. Then yesterday, after leaving the fish store, I did some grocery shopping and ate at a restaurant, then walked back to campus, arriving just as it was getting dark. I took a shower and pretty much fell asleep immediately after that, still wearing my bathrobe, without setting my alarm) I happened to start talking about this with the woman who originally bought the puffer, who was in the empty classroom I entered looking for the review session I woke up just in time for. She had owned a saltwater fish tank, and when she didn’t want it anymore, she had her fish added to the school’s tank. She said that when she had him, his teeth didn’t look like they do now. She was also the person who found the stack of printouts and the note I had left by the fish tank before I knew who to go to, and had given it to the stock manager. She said that next time she goes into the nearest big city, she’d try to buy some snails to put in, although she wasn’t sure when she’d go. Hopefully, it’s not too late, and he’ll be able to eat the snails. If not, hopefully he can hang on until September, when, I was told today, the fish club would take over the care of the fish. Maybe they’ll agree with me, and be more comfortable trimming his teeth (I’m afraid that I’ll accidentally kill him if I try to sedate him and then cut his already algae-obscured teeth). But I’ll continue to keep an eye on Scootaloo (as I have dubbed him after this character Scootaloo - My Little Pony Friendship is Magic Wiki
, although I was told the fish club had already named some of the fish) to make sure his condition goes in the right direction. If I see it worsen, I’ll definitely renew my requests with the stock manager at full force. Any more advice would be greatly appreciated.