After a quick, albeit awful, illness, my beloved Mr. Sassypants passed away on Wednesday. It looked like he had dropsy, but I'll never know why it happened.
I loved this fish. Loved. From the moment I singled him out from his siblings. He was the only one who staked out a territory in the baby tank, and he defended it with gusto. I knew I was going to keep him when I saw his little baby flare. Sassy was a real character - neurotic, energetic, and very friendly. Also the most beautiful betta I had - black cherry plakat, with iridescence.
I just can't get him off of my mind. I hope I didn't unintentionally do something that caused his dropsy. He's buried underneath one of our rose bushes. I think my daughters and I will keep putting flowers there for some time.
Bye Sassy, sweet fishy. You were loved.
Beth, mom of two humans, and caretaker of eight cats and seven bettas. Yes, I'm crazy.