SIP Brock, my little shy guy.
When I woke up this morning, he was lying on his side. When I went over to see him, he took one last huge breath, and then went still.
My girlfriend told me that maybe he wanted to see me one last time before he passed. Maybe he did...
He's been suffering from recurring velvet for a few months now and maybe the daily water changes were too stressful for him.
I'm sorry Brock, for not being able to cure you.
I only hope you're in a better place now.
He was the shy timid fish who was scared of even his own reflection and a wicked jumper too.
I'll miss you Brock. SIP.