Poseidon; R.I.P My little Bubble Boy

[Shadow]

I'm heartbroken to announce Poseidon has past away today. He suddenly developed fin rot/ fungus (I think) overnight and despite me trying to treat it, by this morning barely had a tail and was covered in white. He struggled just to swim up for air (I lowered the tank water, but it didn't help much) and rested in his plants imbetween. I found him later, my dear Poseidon, dead in the bottom of his tank.
I remember wanted to get a betta for the first time, wanting to save them from those wretched cups. As I waited my plans grew grander and grander until I decided I'd have 2 betta in a divided 20 gallon tank.I went to Petsmart on March 24 2005, to find my very first betta and as I looked around I saw one that was way too big for his cup and, boy was he flaring, I fell in love with the then blue betta. Once I released him into the aquarium he kept insisting on trying to get to the other side and it was decided then that he would be the tank's sole inhabitant. He soon chanced colors to a blue/purple/red with a lot of the red. I loved the little guy, whom I named Poseidon, he was so curious and always came to see whoever came to see him. I return for giving him such a good life he would spoil me with gorgeous, huge bubble nest, true works of art. But since I got the oto's he would come see me anymore because I had been scaring him away from the otos and that was heartbreaking enough; and now he died, sad and and frustrated, because of me. To a lot of you it may seem silly to get so upset over a fish, but he was more that that to me, he wasn't like other fish, he was some how, a friend and family and truly loved. I was even trying to decide what I'd get him for x-mas, but now he is gone.
R.I.P. Poseidon

[hummywolf]

Shadow,

It certainly is not silly to get upset over "just a fish." When I was newly married before my husband let me get Natasha, I had a pet spider. One I had caught in a jar. In my loneliness for friends (I had moved 2,000 miles away from anyone I knew and loved), he became my whole life. I'm sorry to say he only lived about 2 1/2 days and I was so devastated when he died. I cried for several days.

I'm sure that some would think that was silly also. But to me it was not in any way silly, it was heart breaking.

I am very sorry for your loss!

Amanda

[Jenny_RS]

hmmm.... what you say about the fin rot sounds very similar to what happened to my male betta. i have a big 10 gal tank and it was him and a couple of other community fish (a red wag swordtail and small silver molly) and i loved him. i just thought he was the most gorgeuous fish i ever had. he did the same thing with me, started blowing the awsome bubble nests as if they were for me. one morning i left for work, but fed the fishies before i left and he was fine. when i came back, my dad told me he couldn't find him in the tank. i looked and low and behold there he was hiding under a fake tree stump ornament in the tank. i'm not sure how long he'd been in there for with out getting air from the surface but i let him and and man was i horrified. i almost cried. i thought first maybe it was the filter but it wasn't. since then i have gotten another male betta, also very beautiful.

[wrpug]

R.I.P. Poseidon.

[dale]

I have had to put down a rotti and a mini eskimo in the last year. It is not a good feeling and what we did made it alittle easier the rotti was 15 yrs. and she was not enjoying her life anymore (having some kind of fits) We said good bye to her last summer and a month later had to put down a eskimo that was having terrible fits, the vet said it was the only thing to do. Anyways, now we have a new rotti and a new eskimo. The only trouble is that once in awhile we do call them the names that our other dogs were called. My only advice is to remember them and replace them. It may sound nasty but it is the only way I can get over my greif and remember them fondly dale

[dale]

Still a loss of a fish can be sad too. my oscar that I had just died he was 5yrs old and all of a sudden he was gone. I can understand your grief. I did grieve more for my dogs than I did for Oscar though.