August 2013 – June 16, 2015
He was fine this afternoon when I gave him lunch, and when I came back this evening from running errands he was belly up at the bottom of the tank.
In the last year I’ve joked a lot about how his tendency to float motionless at the top of the tank used to scare me every time. I’d think he was dead, I’d lift the lid of the tank to check on him, and he’d scurry off to some other part of the tank.
At least he died at home and not after we moved him to his new home here in California.