My P.J. passed away yesterday morning from an illness I wasn't even sure of. We tried and tried to keep you alive, but the illness got the best of you. I miss you so much. The flaring that made me laugh for hours, you jumping for food that I thought was so cute and watching you race around your tank with your beautiful tail waving like a flag. We had some good times together, but every good thing must come to an end. I hope you are having a great time in heaven with all the bloodworms you want (he LOVED those). I love you P.J., I will never forget you.