Goodbye, Horrible Little Roach

Sometime during the night, Void managed to squeeze his way out of his tank via the filter gap.

I found him this morning on the floor, dry.

I tried to run him under the faucet, hoping his gills were still moist enough, but to no avail.

Goodbye, horrible little roach. You hated everything and everyone, but I loved you well enough.

I hope your heaven is full of rocks for digging and lots of things to pinch at.

A Lead!

Jeeves is in Fullerton.

I don't have any contact info for an owner yet, but the Samba folks are exceedingly helpful and I have high hopes.

Soon, little Fastback. Soon.