Today is a sad day. The toughest fish I've ever known was beyond my abilities to heal. I don't have all the expensive meds I need to treat every illness. Little Demi Walker was euthanized today. She had terrible SBD and torn fins, even a ventral fin that would never be more than a stub. She fought off the active SBD, but her swim bladder was beyond repair. Still, she lived for several months in a warm, colorful and loved home - never giving much want for anything more. Unfortunately on Tuesday she began showing the symptom Dropsy, her scales pineconing out from her body. I attempted to treat that, but today all her color was gone and she now had columnaris. She hadn't eaten since the weekend.
I'm sorry, Demi. I put you to rest with a heavy heart. You were an inspiration to myself and other betta hobbyists, and brought such a joy into my life. You were the definition of what it means to fight to survive, a reminder that fish are living beings, not house hold decorations.
May you swim happily - swim bladder intact - under the rainbow bridge. May your memory keep a smile in our hearts.
R.I.P. - Demi Walker