He came to me by chance, I hadn't planned on getting him. He was accidently given to me as a girl from a gallon tank with 20 others like him. He was less than an inch long, had no fins and no tail and his gills looked askew, I was going to return him because I had no place to keep him but in a matter of 3 days he won my heart. Wiggling for me when I came to see him- even when I waved from across the room! I thought with a little tlc he would grow out his fins and become beautiful again like his brothers. But fate had other plans. In 5 hours yesterday, the Little blue boy caught something bad, nobody seems to know what it was. It ate through his body from the tail up destroying it bit by bit, making it a bleak gray. He still had his spirit, he would still try to move but in the end it was too much for him. His tiny body was too weak and there was no hope. He lived a sad life nipped, bitten and dirty but died peacefully. I hope that he is strong and beautiful in his next life or wherever it is that he goes.
I'll never forget you, Little Blue Boy RIP.