After a long and difficult past few weeks, Burt, our honey gourami, has finally passed on. Burt's health deteriorated very slowly while we tried numerous methods to save him. In the end, he was no longer able to breath air from the surface and finally became too weak to survive.. The reason I would like to post here is because I honestly did not know one little fish could make me so happy; or at the very least, could relieve so much of my stress. I've kept fish ever since I was a little kid and have never had a fish quite as friendly Burt.. I don't think there was ever a time that I sat down in front of our tank and Burt didn't come up to the glass and "greet" me. (In all likelyhood, he had probably figured out where all the food was coming from.. heh). He loved to follow my finger across the glass and poke at/swim around my hand while I did maintenance in the tank. Many times when I've been upset or frustrated I've found myself sitting in front of our tank while Burt floated up to the glass, facing me. At those times, I can't help but feel like he was there for me! Burt was also the first fish my boyfriend and I bought together. I know it might be foolish to become attached to a fish, but I feel like when I lost Burt today, I lost a friend Goodbye Burt, and thank you.