Beginning his life in The Tank as one of a team of six pioneer organisms, he flourished in his new home where his fellow tankmates were unable to match his determination. Starting as a tiny shrimp only destined for fish food and donated for free, Alan reached almost nephropidic proportions later in life. He spent his days hanging out amongst the plants, sneaking up on the corydoras and his favourite activity of running through water (an amazing feat in itself). He surpassed all of our expectations, and entertained all that had the pleasure of meeting him. He never let being the only of his kind in the tank get in the way, and I feel privileged to have known him. Rest in Peace. (note to self- must restock tank livestock levels ASAP).
Looking at the Alan in the Mirror.
If that's a Michael Jackson pun, it's a bad one.
ReplyDeleteAlso, poor Alan.