RIP Spartacus. August 2011 - March 2012
He never got flustered. Even when Sookie hopped the fence and surprised him on his side of the tank, he just went about his business. I'd liken him to a golden retriever. Always happy. Unfortunately, his illness hit him too quickly for us to do anything for him. One night we noticed he was very lethargic and wasn't eating anything, so we moved him to the hospital tank and did everything we could. We lost him the very next day. I was with him as he died, and he passed while staring at my hand against the glass. Love you, boy. Miss you.