Friedrich passed away today. He fought hard, but he was getting old and was stressed from moving.
Freedy was a good fish. He was standoffish as bettas go, but he slowly came around, and when I was really depressed and life got messy, he gave me a reason to get up in the morning. He was a companion when I felt the most lonely I have ever been in my life. He would peek out at me from behind a leaf and make me laugh when I was down.
I'm sorry you weren't with me longer, Freedy. I wish I could have taken better care of you so that this wouldn't have happened.
Unfortunately, the ground is frozen solid, so burying him is going to be a trial. But I bought a little pine tree a few days ago, so I'll bury his altoids tin underneath that as soon as we plant it.