Last night, my favorite fish wasn’t feeling well. My wife noticed weird behaviors in him, as he was struggling to swim, and lay at the bottom of the fish tank. He was turned sideways, and the color of his scales were very pale. My wife knew immediately that his time here was now limited.
He died in the middle of the night, and now lays motionless at the bottom of the tank. I’ll be giving him a proper burial later on today.
Here he is in his youth, enjoying the comfort of his home.
Here he is just after the New Years. His tail grew longer and looked very elegant.
They say that fish are protectors of the household, and that when a fish dies, it is taking the hit in place of a family member. I would like to think that my noble Joe-Joe has done the same for us. May he rest in peace.