I am so sad. My beautiful Betta Fish, the one with the beautiful shiny purply bluish color, has passed away from this earth, and his beloved fish bowl. He has left his most loved owner in utter sadness and despair! How could he die in such an agonizing way! Why? Why?!! I found him lying on the bottom of his bowl, struggling to get to the top of his water, to get fresh air. You see, his tail had been torn off, and lay at the bottom of his bowl. I carefully helped him to the top. After getting a breath of air, he floated to the bottom, and lay there trembling. I feared Death would find him before morning. But he survived a few more Days. At last, on Monday, December 20, 2004, at 6:24 p.m. He died.
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Ohhh, poor thing!! :( My sister had a lovely betta who died as well.
Well, my little sister liked to stick her hand in his water, and bat at him. She said once she did it and he floated slowly down to the bottom.
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