So what was supposed to be only a late night dish washing and kitchen cleaning...

turned out to actually be an emergency water change for our fish tank. My favorite eel was acting strange, rubbing herself relentlessly on the rocks and plants, swimming sideways, laying on her side. So in attempt to save her life I decided to change the water (eels are highly sensitive). Unfortunately she died as I was taking the water out. I've never been so sad over a damn fish but seeing her clearly uncomfortable (she was scrapping her skin off) and suffering made me feel awful. So in an attempt to make me feel better, this post is going to be her official obituary.

Spaghetti Noodle was an awesome, friendly, happy, playful and beautiful little eel. I was sincerely looking forward to her growing larger and to having her sit on our hands to feed (they do that!). I'm going to miss her poking her little head out of James rowing thing and how she would follow my finger along the glass and her playing around and being affectionate with Mr. Goby (her boyfriend who also tried to peck at her when she died but I'm going to say he was just trying to wake her up).
And yes she was so cool I even took a picture of her :) So long Spaghetti Noodle! I'm sorry I couldn't save you. This is a truly sad day.