Big Red passed away sometime in the night. I miss my cranky old man already. He made it to 3 years and 2 month roughly. Before he went blind he always proved he was my little boy. He always flared at my husband when he sat at my desk. After he went blind I grew more attached to his fumbling way of navigating his tank. I care deeply for all my little splashes of color but Red has made the biggest splash in my life.