It's weird, but I have a lot of fond memories of Scratch. Probably my absolute favorite is from two years ago, when
I've also just realized that unless my tiger barb is doing a fine job of hiding he is gone as well. That means the tank in the livingroom is now almost completely devoid of occupants save one: my opaline gourami. I haven't had an empty tank since I first set up in 1997 so I probably will restock in the next week or two. Still, after nearly a decade of keeping fish out here in Illinois, part of me wonders if it's time to pack it in with the aquarium hobby1.
1: Of course, I could always just get another, bigger, plecostomus and have that be my main attraction in the tank. This would necessitate extending an invite to Yotogi to come hang out at my place for a weekend. Naturally I'd find some excuse for him to have to sleep on the big futon in the living room. With the fish that's plotting to lay eggs in his throat right next to the head of the bed, of course.
Locomotive 8, Southern Crescent, hear the bells ring again