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Rest in peace, my FishyBoy.
Last night, FishyBoy (aka BigBlue) died, after a prolonged illness. From ich to popeye to gill disease, through multiple courses of tetracycline, and ampicillin. My good boy tried to eat until 3 days ago, even when I had to drop food just in front of his mouth because he had gone blind.
He was such a personable guy. Whenever I walked anywhere near his fishtank, he'd first freeze in recognition when he first saw me, and then swim madly to the front of the tank, dashing up and down, making little gulpy motions with his mouth. He'd follow you wherever you went, not just under the feeding slot. He loved to flare at the "big bad mirror fish" (see the video below), and put on a magnificent display. He was so happy, making big bubble nests, up until his first bout with fin rot, about 6 months ago. Only little bubble nest after that was better, and in the last few months? Nothing.
I don't know when he was born, but I had him from early April 2008 until last night. He was the biggest betta I'd ever seen, at least twice the girth of any other.
He was a very special boy, the only fish who's managed to capture my heart.
Rest in peace, my FishyBoy.
Last night, FishyBoy (aka BigBlue) died, after a prolonged illness. From ich to popeye to gill disease, through multiple courses of tetracycline, and ampicillin. My good boy tried to eat until 3 days ago, even when I had to drop food just in front of his mouth because he had gone blind.
He was such a personable guy. Whenever I walked anywhere near his fishtank, he'd first freeze in recognition when he first saw me, and then swim madly to the front of the tank, dashing up and down, making little gulpy motions with his mouth. He'd follow you wherever you went, not just under the feeding slot. He loved to flare at the "big bad mirror fish" (see the video below), and put on a magnificent display. He was so happy, making big bubble nests, up until his first bout with fin rot, about 6 months ago. Only little bubble nest after that was better, and in the last few months? Nothing.
I don't know when he was born, but I had him from early April 2008 until last night. He was the biggest betta I'd ever seen, at least twice the girth of any other.
He was a very special boy, the only fish who's managed to capture my heart.
Rest in peace, my FishyBoy.
