From when I first got you, you were so sweet, a very active colourful betta. You fins were suffering from fin rot, so I thought you were a girl, but it turned out you were a beautiful boy. Such a nice Christmas gift.
You were my first fish I ever owned. I spoiled you rotten. I made sure you had everything you needed and more. I researched endlessly to make sure you lived a happy fulfilling life.
You always swam towards me whenever you saw me, you'd swim up against the glass to try to get to me. You were always going to the surface blowing bubbles then running away from them.
After fighting the most lethal fish disease, dropsy. You past away.
Dec 3, 2011