I am new here. I feel so bad about my little buddy and I just needed to somewhere to grieve where people understand.
I received Gulliver (we called him G) last March as a gift from a friend. I've owned Bettas before but he was the prettiest and had the best personality. He was a dancer, knew my face, listened to my voice, and would literally sit and stare at me as long as I would return the favor. I have a big soft spot for bettas, but Gulliver was like a pet I could actually connect with.
Well I was pretty lazy this week. His water had started to get dirty a little sooner than usual but I paid no attention. He had had slightly dirty water before and been fine. I made up some new water and was set to change it the next day. Yesterday morning I woke up and went to greet my little buddy before the water change. He was completely vertical at the bottom with his face up. I got his attention and he swam around a but and tried to be strong but he kept returning to that position. I quickly and as gently as possible removed him in a small cup and cleaned his tank as fast as I could. I put him in the clean water and he swam for a second. Then he just sank to the bottom. He laid I watched him there laying on his rocks breathing heavy for 10 minutes. It was heartbreaking. I then got a call from work that my morning appointment had arrived. When I got done with my appointment I raced him but it was too late. He had mustered enough energy to move to a small crevice in the rocks and pass away.
Yesterday was bad for me. I cant not blame myself. I took great care of him and just didnt possibly think a couple days of slightly dirty water would amount to this. I buried him this morning in a small bowl with some of his rocks and his little treasure chest that he loved to sleep behind. R.I.P G. You had more years in you but I hope the life I gave you was a good one.
Thank you for taking the time to read. I snapped a picture before I went to work yesterday when he was breathing heavy so I would never forget him.