Monday, June 11, 2007
I suspected something was wrong yesterday... she wasn't acting like herself. She DID have a healthy appetite, but her swimming seemed labored and she was staying closer to the bottom of her bowl than usual.
When I went to feed her this morning, she was gone.
The pic above is Mac in happier days.
Mac was a housewarming/Christmas gift from "P's" mom and is actually named in honor of her. M A C are "P's" mom's initials.
When Mac first came home to this new condo last Christmas I was very nervous about having a life to care for, but she quickly put me at ease, settling into her new surroundings quite nicely.
For a fish, I think she lived a good life. Other than freedom or companionship, I don't think she really wanted for anything while in my care. I worried about the solitude she must feel being all alone in her bowl, but she seemed to enjoy her alone time as much as I do. Mac had clean water, plenty of food and even a little ceramic rock fort... I can let her go knowing that the past 6 months, her last 6 months, were pretty luxurious.
Now, Mac's spirit is at rest, her body is on a new adventure and her bowl is in the dishwasher.
I think the best way to honor Mac would be to rescue some other little swimmer from it's cramped quarters in a Pet-Smart tank. So, who should move into the bowl now? Another betta? Maybe one one of Mac's more flamboyant male counterparts? How about a species that would tolerate tankmates? Do any of y'all have fish?