On March 23, 2012, I bought a betta. He was a red with silver iridescence, a multicolor really. I loved him so much. We went through so much together. A bout of fin rot, columnaris, and finally what killed him, dropsy.
It was a hard day for me on June 22, 2013. I had to euthanize my betta. I don't know how he got dropsy, he just developed it. I remember I always talked to him after school, even though he didn't reply. Just before he got dropsy, my sorority died off, my precious mouse Trix died, and my dog in my other house died as well. I don't know why this happened. To me, and especially... To them. Lebron meant so much to me, but he's in the waters of the rainbow bridge now.
S.I.P. My pet. My friend. My family member. I know I'll see you again.