Tiggy passed away, just a few minutes ago.
He started swimming upside down and gulping ferociously late afternoon, and we already feared the worst. When his gulping slowed down a few minutes ago, I thought he was getting better. I sat down to watch him and to coo at him, trying to cheer him up. He made a few motions like he was trying to eat (like usual when he sees us) so I felt kind of happy, thinking he was okay. But his mouth soon stopped moving, and his fins started an unusual light, erratic twitching. When the light shaking stopped, his eyes, usually actively moving, didn't move anymore. He slowly floated in the water, at peace at last, but so forlorn.
"Good-bye, Tiggy." I had said when the shaking started. "I love you." I knew it was the last part of his journey.
I will miss Tiggy very much. He was such a fun, interactive fish - always coming to look at me when I came by, curious about my camera and whether I had something tasty for him to eat. He was always hungry. His googly eyes were so bright and alive, and his colours were so vivid.
I'll miss my little photo hog. I hope there's lots of yummy food for him in Fish Heaven. Rest in peace, Tiggy.