Fishy News
There has been a LOT of changes in my betta family within the past few months. First off, Vesper, my pretty female betta died abruptly in May. One day she was swimming like a pro, the next morning she was just dead. Bettas are very tough to kill and when they're sick, it really shows. I've never had a betta fish die with so little warning before. Upon inspection, there was a brown patch near her belly that hadn't been there the day before. I suspect she must have died from some stomach problems. At any rate, she was beautiful and of a mild temperament and she is missed.
mermaid_green was a sweetheart and went out with me to bury her on short notice. She even folded a tiny origami fish to keep her company! Thank you Jill-chan, that meant a lot to me.
The first pic below is Vesper, full-body. She had an opaque white body (that doesn't show up too well in this photos, unfortunately) and Cambodian red coloring. My favorite features of hers were her pretty coloring and her lipstick! The second picture is her in a little rock cave I got for her. She's so adorable!
The second and most recent death occured this past Sunday. Tempest has gone. I've blogged way too much about him. He was my first fish and my fave. Unfortunately, his health deteriorated and soon he lost the ability to swim. I stil don't know all the mechanics of how it happened, but Tempest surprised us simply. refusing. to die. He just flat-out would not give in. I was convinced for days that he was going to give out at any second, but after two weeks, he just amazed me with his willpower.
Adem joked, saying he was determined to outlive all my other fish. While I thought that would be hilarious (and just like him) part of me worried. If you're a fish and you cannot swim, what else has life got left for you? I mean, he was living less than a worm's lifestyle, at least they can tunnel! I began to wonder whether I was being an irresponsible mommy just by not euthanizing him already. But despite his handicaps, he seemed as lively as ever and I eventually decided that as long as he had the energy and will to live, I would continue to care for him.
He lived for two more months (200% longer than I expected) and finally passed away. I buried him in the backyard under a tree, hoping that maybe his tiny life would help new growth. Tempest was the image of belligerence, and he was cranky and gluttonous. But he was also magnificent and I loved him most. He was my first betta fish and if it weren't for him, I would never be obsessed have the great appreciation for bettas that I do now. Even when times were hard and it seemed there wasn't much to live for, he held on and that's a life inspiration I could use right now. And now he is beating up other fish in Betta Heaven. =D
Sometime last July, I got a gorgeous new betta that I will write an entry about soon. He's been nameless for a month and a half and I've decided to just sit down and find him a name in the next two days. See you then.
mermaid_green was a sweetheart and went out with me to bury her on short notice. She even folded a tiny origami fish to keep her company! Thank you Jill-chan, that meant a lot to me.
The first pic below is Vesper, full-body. She had an opaque white body (that doesn't show up too well in this photos, unfortunately) and Cambodian red coloring. My favorite features of hers were her pretty coloring and her lipstick! The second picture is her in a little rock cave I got for her. She's so adorable!
The second and most recent death occured this past Sunday. Tempest has gone. I've blogged way too much about him. He was my first fish and my fave. Unfortunately, his health deteriorated and soon he lost the ability to swim. I stil don't know all the mechanics of how it happened, but Tempest surprised us simply. refusing. to die. He just flat-out would not give in. I was convinced for days that he was going to give out at any second, but after two weeks, he just amazed me with his willpower.
Adem joked, saying he was determined to outlive all my other fish. While I thought that would be hilarious (and just like him) part of me worried. If you're a fish and you cannot swim, what else has life got left for you? I mean, he was living less than a worm's lifestyle, at least they can tunnel! I began to wonder whether I was being an irresponsible mommy just by not euthanizing him already. But despite his handicaps, he seemed as lively as ever and I eventually decided that as long as he had the energy and will to live, I would continue to care for him.
He lived for two more months (200% longer than I expected) and finally passed away. I buried him in the backyard under a tree, hoping that maybe his tiny life would help new growth. Tempest was the image of belligerence, and he was cranky and gluttonous. But he was also magnificent and I loved him most. He was my first betta fish and if it weren't for him, I would never be obsessed have the great appreciation for bettas that I do now. Even when times were hard and it seemed there wasn't much to live for, he held on and that's a life inspiration I could use right now. And now he is beating up other fish in Betta Heaven. =D
Sometime last July, I got a gorgeous new betta that I will write an entry about soon. He's been nameless for a month and a half and I've decided to just sit down and find him a name in the next two days. See you then.