Some sad news to post this afternoon. I came home to find Moe dead. He was lying curled up on the bottom of his vase. Joe didn't seem too distressed he was happily swimming away at the top.
Moe was given the right and proper burial for someone befitting his status. It was suggested to me that Moe died of old age (although methinks he had an insecurity complex and the fact that I hadn't spent much time talking to him this week set him off).
Joe might find the vase lonely, so I may have to think about getting a new playmate for him. But not just yet.
Til then, this post is in loving memory of Moe.
Age: 2 and a bit years.
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