RIP Nya
So my little beautiful baby Nya passed away last night. She jumped out of her container while I was doing tank maintenance and dried up.
I mean, betta fish are tough and they survive out of water longer than other fish because they have an organ that lets them breath air, it's really just a matter of catching her in time and putting her back in water so she stays moist. I wasn't that lucky, by the time I noticed I think she had been out of water for 3-4 hours.
I did put her back in water as soon as I found her and I was hopeful because she started twitching... but an hour later she wasn't moving anymore and her eyes were beginning to cloud over... so that hope died along with her.
I feel pretty upset, I loved Nya so much because she was always such a sweety, always darting around happily when she saw me (excited to be fed, but charming never the less). She was always playful as a kitten and had this funny head tilt thing she'd do when she was investigating my finger or any play thing I gave her before kissing(/biting) it. I was always so proud to have raised her from a teeny tiny little fish to a big and beautiful one. Yeah, she was a silly but entirely lovable fish.
I had a feeling she would try and jump out, so I had put plastic wrap over her container and just left a little corner of it open to let fresh air in. Never thought she'd actually jump through that. Wish I had covered it entirely and poked a few holes it instead...
RIP Nya, you will always be loved and missed. I'm sorry I couldn't save you in time...
I mean, betta fish are tough and they survive out of water longer than other fish because they have an organ that lets them breath air, it's really just a matter of catching her in time and putting her back in water so she stays moist. I wasn't that lucky, by the time I noticed I think she had been out of water for 3-4 hours.
I did put her back in water as soon as I found her and I was hopeful because she started twitching... but an hour later she wasn't moving anymore and her eyes were beginning to cloud over... so that hope died along with her.
I feel pretty upset, I loved Nya so much because she was always such a sweety, always darting around happily when she saw me (excited to be fed, but charming never the less). She was always playful as a kitten and had this funny head tilt thing she'd do when she was investigating my finger or any play thing I gave her before kissing(/biting) it. I was always so proud to have raised her from a teeny tiny little fish to a big and beautiful one. Yeah, she was a silly but entirely lovable fish.
I had a feeling she would try and jump out, so I had put plastic wrap over her container and just left a little corner of it open to let fresh air in. Never thought she'd actually jump through that. Wish I had covered it entirely and poked a few holes it instead...
RIP Nya, you will always be loved and missed. I'm sorry I couldn't save you in time...