Our goldfish "Mist" was still hanging on this morning, breathing occasionally. When I fed them, she was even trying to eat the bits that floated down towards her, but she was basically immobile. By noon she was dead. William and I gave her a "burial at sea", more or less (the creek must eventually connect to the ocean, doesn't it?)
On a much better note, my sister had surgery today and is said to be recovering well.