ok, the tank as we all knew it no longer exists. everything got sold off due to me having way to much fun with something else. before i dropped of the planet, i was having some erratic behavior issues. loss of self control, irrational mood swings, and my behavior in general became asinine. i began self medicating with alcohol which only worsened things. soon i was diagnosed with that word no one wants to hear. i had a tumor, brain cancer. anyone who knows anyone who has been through it or has them selves know that if it doesnt kill you, the cure will damn well try its best to finish the job. i was weakened too the point where other parts of the body began to quit. i would recover and relapse with organ problems. several surgeries and way to many hospital stays were normal for quite some time. at one point i was told i had 2 years tops if things didnt improve. that was 5 yrs ago. last relapse was not to long ago and i am happy to say i havent been in a hospital for 13 months now.
all that is left of the tank is the basic tank, rock, sump, skimmer and lights. only one inhabitant. Jr. the tiny Hawaiian zebra moray a sponsor gave me after the beloved Z died. Jr. is now over 4ft long (he was no bigger than a pencil when i got him) not as fat a Z yet, but still young as morays go. im still in law enforcement thankfully to great insurance and federal laws. so, thats it in a nut shell.