Moby, you were my dad's favorite. I let him name you, and he named you after the big white truck that he had when he was younger. I had my eye on you for a long time. I finally decided to buy you because you were one of the most gorgeous fish I'd ever seen. Pure white platinum and full of beauty. I'd been looking for a white
betta for a long time, almost a whole year. And then there you were, at my favorite
LFS. You LOVED to play in the bubbles from your airstone, always biting them and chasing them around. You were simply gorgeous and such a good pet. I was so sad when I saw that you had died too. I'm sorry I didn't save you. I miss you.
Volta, my sassy little she-demon. You were a handful, always trying to escape and go visit your boyfriends. But if you ever did go see your boyfriends, you would chase them and flare at them and they'd cower in the corner. You silly little man-hater. I loved your spunk. You were so darn cute but that disguised your ferocity. And you loved nothing more than your food! You would jump clear out of the water when I brought the food container over. I miss seeing your cute little face beg me for food every day. You were so beautiful, and your fins were getting so long and colorful. I miss you Volta, and I'm so sorry that I couldn't figure out how to help you.
And Winter... oh, my Winter. Words cannot express what you meant to me, and how your death has torn me apart. I bought you back in September, when I had just suffered the loss of my dear betta Rodya. I picked you out because you reminded me of him. And you grew from a small, sad little scared fish to a beautiful and sweet friend. And you truely were my friend. People say that fish can't be your friends, but we proved them wrong. I watched you blossom and grow big and strong. I spoiled you so bad, and gave you all the attention that I could. You were my little buddy. If I could have hugged you I would have squeezed you all day long. I remember the way you'd look at me with your little face, and I could see that you recognized me and loved me. You were a bit lopsided, with your eye and pec fin on the right side larger than the ones on the left. I called you 'my little handicapped child.' You were so beautiful, I loved your turquoise blue color. And your fins were so large and so full. I've never seen another betta like you. I named my only remaining male betta after you. His name is зима, which is Ukrainian for Winter. I know that he could never replace you, but I'm hoping that he can help me make it through this hard time. Oh Winter, what hurt me most is all the time we could have spent together that I never got to see. You were taken from me years too soon. You were something special. There is no other fish in the world just like you. Winter, my dear friend and loyal pet, I love you, and I miss you. I miss you so much that it still pains me more than any other loss, even though you were the first one who went. Remember that momma loves you, and I know that you are smiling down on me from betta heaven. I hope you are having a wonderful time up there with all of your betta friends. I hope you'll come to greet me when I make it to the other side too.
Winter, I love you, and I will never forget how you touched me. Thank you for giving me love and letting me take care of you for the short time that I had you. I'm sorry that I couldn't save you. My dear friend, I bid you farewell. Be happy now and be free.
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