Today I have some very sad news. Last night MacGuffing, my beloved pet pleco died of Old age.
They were one of my oldest fish in the tank, They were present for a good junk of my life. They were around for my graduation, my first steps as an adult when I figured out I was queer.
The tank will feel much emptier.
They were one cool dude and a brilliant fish. They had somehow acquired a taste for fish flakes even though I had algae wafers fit for a pleco.
They would do this thing where they would try to go the surface and try to eat as if they were a surface fish, the goof.
At one point they even recognized me and learned the feeding schedule, whenever I would approach the aquarium at a particular hour they would go straight to the surface with its mouth begging for food like a puppy. That is how crazy they were for fish flakes
And I was glad to indulge them a little as a treat.
I´m going to miss that, I gonna miss how beautiful they were with that big dorsal fin, they were a calm chill fish, never bothered their tankmates, so calm that other fish took them as a hiding place, hiding beneath them sometimes.
To have a pleco is a commitment, they tend to live for very long time and I´m glad I succeed in their care seeing how much time they lasted.
So Goodbye dear friend, you will always live in that fish tank that is my heart.
R.I.P 20 of October 2022.
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