A letter to Neptune...
You were my fourth betta.
Your life was spent happily (I hope) in a 1.25 gallon tank. I'm sorry if it was too small for your tastes. In the middle of your stay with me, you got a pretty new neighbor named Jennifer. I think you liked her.
I could never find a cover that was the right size for your tank, no matter how hard I looked. One morning, I found you dead on the floor.I'm sorry. If I could start over, I would do anything to prevent your death.
You lived with me exactly 1 year and three days. It was a happy time for both of us. You taught me much, and were a great betta fish.