Yesterday I lost four of my female bettas and my corydora catfish to an unknown assailant. I don't know how they died, but one moment these sweet fishies were wiggling around waiting to be stroked and giving me nibbles and the next moment there are only three of them left and I know it's all my fault. I haven't been cleaning the fish tank as often as I should be and then the ammonia builds up and something gets out of whack or spikes and kills them all.
They were my sweethearts. They were my babies. I loved them deeply and they always, always made my day. I know they are "just fish" but they were so much more to me. They were always genuinely glad to see me, they always wiggled their little tails and waited expectantly for their foods. Sometimes I would tease them and hold their food over the water and they would jump out of the water and grab it, but I would always put them back into the water gently. They just had so much spunk, this is why I loved them.
I had them for three years. Three years is a long time to get to know a full tank of female bettas, and I am glad I got to know them well.
Goodbye sweetpeas, and I am so sorry ....
