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.