He was a good little guy. My daughter’s pet, he went to college with her. When she flew home, she found someone to take care of him or arranged a ride home for him, as he does not fly very well and could not easily make it through airport security. It was a long way in a car. When KT went to China for a semester, my husband, mom and I cared for him. She got regular reports on how he was doing. If we all went on vacation, he had sleepovers at the neighbors. We all talked to him and cheered him on when he built bubble nests.
But then he was old, and sick, and stopped eating and hung around on the bottom of his bowl. He was a good fish. Bye, Toby.