Today I watched my black moore slowly gulp it’s last (drink?).
I’d noticed a few days before that all its scales had either fallen off or turned white.
Late last night I happened to pass by the tank and saw the culprit in action. My algea eater had been quietly sucking the scales off of the black moore (although completely ignoring the shubunkin).
By this morning the black moore was floating (but still alive) at the top of the tank, and at 2pm I pronounced him dead.
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