He stayed motionless in his tank even after touching his head and prodding him...that's so unusual for the last few weeks...not eating, not moving, eyes closed.

Mum wanted to send him off yesterday, with 3 Soka chants but he started moving, thus kept him back...

It is indeed that his time has come and he has to go...at least I've known that I've given him a home when he was abandoned by the previous owner many months ago. Somehow, missed those days when he accompanied me in my room, swimming around his little basin home and popping his head out to see me.

His name is 置き皮, meaning Big Shell.

Goodbye, my dear pal...