R.I.P. Spot

29 01 2012

My prehistoric looking pleco, Spot, left me for bluer pastures last night. A hand-me-down, pass-along pet from my friend, Rob, Spot was a sort of aquatic mascot at Rob’s office with Pepco Power in D.C. for many years. Rob estimated that Spot was at least a decade or older before he brought him home. After a major kitchen remodel where Spot didn’t match the decor anymore, Rob asked if I wanted to take over nurturing duties. I was up for the new challenge and you can learn more about Spot, “the $500 free fish,” here.

Spot came to live in my studio sometime in 2007, so I had the unique pleasure of caring for him for more than five years. Rob and I estimate he was probably more than 12 years old when I inherited him, so it would be safe to say he lived to be at least 18-20 years old, possibly even legal drinking age. (I just called Rob to tell him of Spot’s demise and he estimated that Spot was probably well into his 20s). Spot grew substantially in my care, measuring exactly 17″ long when he departed this realm last night.

Ah, Spot, suffice it to say that you will be missed. I’ll miss your gentle nature, imposing prehistoric presence, tank-sucking headstands, and robust swimming spurts when you thought I wasn’t looking.

Below is a photo I shot of Spot doing one of his infamous foraging headstands with a backdrop of goldfish, long since gone.

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4 responses

29 01 2012
sue

Oh, Cindy, I’m so sorry. I knew Spot and watched him grow over the years. I know he is now swimming in that endless ocean in the sky now!

29 01 2012
Dan Politics Schwartz

17 inches long?! Are you going to stuff him & mount it on your wall?!

29 01 2012
cindydyer

I’m not into carcasses hanging on my wall—not exactly my style of decor. He’s going to help my garden grow this spring instead. I’ve immortalized him in photos and through stories on this blog—he doesn’t need to be stuffed and mounted to a plaque (not dignified at all, no matter the type of animal, imho)

4 02 2012
thekingoftexas

I never met Spot, but I feel certain that he and I would have gotten along swimmingly. This comment is directed to the cad that gave your response above a thumb-down. Shame on you! Shame, I say! If one cannot say anything good then one should keep one’s mouth shut and one’s fingers away from the keyboard. You probably are the kind of person that punches an unlighted button on a crowded elevator, then cuts a really stinky rusty one and leaves the elevator when the door opens. Shame, shame, shame!

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