So remember how about a week ago I said Illiad was dying some terrible death? He's actually still alive. Barely. Yeah, I probably should've gotten that cure-all medicine, but I guess I just really hoped he'd get better on his own...no. He was great this morning. But now I get home and he can barely move by himself. His gills are still going, but he's just lying there flat, and I'm pretty sure he's going to die in the next hour or so. Unless a miracle happens. That'd be great. Really. But I don't think it will. If he's still alive when my dad gets home, the first place we're going is Petsmart so I can get that medicine...it might be too late, but I have to try something, you know?