R.I.P.

Last night I watched our pet fish die a dramatic death. He's always been more interesting than your average fish: quite personable. The look on his face yesterday seemed a bit sluggish, so as an attempt to perk him up, I waved my finger around his head. He started swimming very quickly around the bowl in agitation, then jumped out of the water and fell back in, sunk to the bottom, arched his back, tilted his head, flared his gills, and stopped breathing. He'd obviously been practicing this move all night and just waiting for me to arrive.