Granted, not very little...
He was gone last night after flinging himself against one of the tubes for the under-gravel filter. Poor thing was doing better and actually swimming around but had a hard time getting himself of the bottom of the tank to get started.
Al was a good fish. Entertained the cat by swimming slowly infront of her then swimming quickly around the back of the tank. The two played together. Hera tried to get him out of the tank by pawing the glass. Silly Kitty, can't get through the glass! Al new that and tortured her to no end!
He would also chase a laser pointer. Interesting enough, he was fun to play with though we had not done that since moving into the house. Also, when you got close to the tank (meaning almost having your face against the glass) he would open his mouth and shake his tale. Probably a territorial thing, but it was fun to make him do that anyway.
He lasted us a good while, about 3 and 1/2 years. We were hoping to have him longer, but unfortunately that is not the case. He will be missed...
RIP little fishie...
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