Bloo was a calm betta. He was sweet. He never flared at me. And he died too soon. This soldier stood up against the world. Ich, fin rot, and SBD all attempted to take him down. Bloo was strong. Bloo was energetic. But all the strength he possessed could not prepare him for the worse......for the unexpected.
I came home after school one day. I stared at his tank in horror. Motionless. Adrift. Gone. He.........was gone. A brown mass covered his body in triaumph.
As I got closer, I saw his eyes. They were clouded, yet still innocent. As if I blinked, they went silent. Souless.
At that moment I knew.....he had reached the border. The place of No Return. Somewhere all loved pets go when they have left their bodies. Bloo had reached the Rainbow Bridge. i imagined my little warrior...hesitant.....swimming closer. A voice so soft and welcoming. Telling him to go forth. My boy had reached his destination.
Goodbye Bloo. I will forever miss you. You started my rescue....so I am now renaming it in your remembrance.