these are some of the bettas i’ve had over the past few years, that passed away. they passed for various reasons, from unknown causes, to illness.
first up, is Cup. Cup was my second ever betta, and i actually didn’t want HIM at first. when i went to the pet store, there was no one that caught my eye. i was rushed, so i picked Cup up, despite how ‘boring’ i thought he was. his name, is a joke. he lived in his cup for a few days after i got him, because my mother needed my tank to hold some fish out of our 10 gallon while we cleaned it. he didn’t have a name, so i started calling him Cup Fish. well, the ‘fish’ part dropped, and he became Cup! me and Cup had our ups and downs. he was moody, and a little mean butt, but fell in fishy-love with one of my females(you’ll meet her in a bit). after she passed away suddenly, he grew bitter and more aggressive than before. he turned out to be a beautiful fish, but would bloat up and float after EVERY water change. we learned to adapt to that, though, but it was that bloat, that killed Cup. he bloated badly one day, and never recovered. i miss my moody boy.
next is Freya. she was my fourth betta, and second female. she was a tiny thing that i had to have, and i dont’ regret it. she was SUPER shy, stressing and turning that ugly color unless her tank was covered by a black T-shirt. she was Cup’s girlfriend, and they’d flirt all the time when i’d show them each other(in different tanks, of course!). she died suddenly one day. i’m not sure why.
next is Zidane, my third betta. his cup was filled with this fuzzy mold, and he’d sat there over a month. i don’t regret getting such a beautiful boy. he lived in a 2 gallon Sterilte storage bin, and adored it. only issue was, his fins. the water around here wasn’t kind to his fins at all. they curled up into little piggy-tails and stayed that way, no matter what i did. :I he died from an illness that took four others last year.
next is Gackt. beautiful boy, a pale yellow. really rare color around here. he was a diva. only the best for Gackt. he was poisoned by a storage bin that was NOT food safe, despite the labels on it. :I
Hyde. amazing colors. really unique. as he aged, his blue got more beautiful. he, like Gackt, was poisoned by a storage bin. he held on so long, though. it hurt, watching him wither away…
next two pictures are the same betta! Chappy Belle, a girl i raised from a month-old baby betta fry. she was a surprise. i’d recently lost a betta i have no photos of, and a friend knew how much it hurt me. i tried so hard to save him, but still lost him. so, when i’d bought some Red Cherry Shrimp from her, she snuck this little speck in with them. i almost cried when i saw her little eyes peeking out of the java moss in that baggy. i did EVERYTHING right, and got to watch her from from a speck with eyes, to the stunning HMPK dragon in the first picture, then suddenly marble those scales away, and turn into the brown pineapple gal in the second. despite her ugly colors, she had the most beautiful personality. it hit me hard when i found her dead, another victim of the illness that took Zidane. to see a year-old betta that you raised yourself, dead…. it hurts.
next is Dante. my first Delta tail, and my first tail biter. he was a spoiled thing. i worked hard to get him to stop tail biting. he DESTROYED that beautiful tail he had. his death was caused by that decor you see. he got his head stuck and injured his face, then hid it from me in the vary plants i used to stop his tail biting. i didn’t see the injury until it was already infected.
Purple. a true rarity. he’s not true purple, but Blue with Red wash that mix in the PERFECT way. his full name? Purple Kamui Gakupo. corny, i know i’d plans to breed him with the next girl, to try to make more purples. he was taken by the same illness that took Zidane and Chappy.
Caroline. my favorite female EVER. she was adorable and beautiful and had the BEST personality. she was so friendly and interactive. she helped me, as well. after the Tsunami in Japan, a friend of mine was missing. i was depressed about it, and if it weren’t for her, i’d have neglected not just my fish, but myself as well. i looked over at her, and she wasn’t feeling too hot from lack of water changes. sitting on the bottom of her tank, looking up at me with her beautiful blue eyes. i felt horrid, neglecting her that way. right away, i changed 9 fish tanks, back to back. she was greatful, swimming happily. the same illness that took three others, took her first.
RIP, my babies. i wish i could have saved you all. i miss you all so much.
