Lets go way back to the OLD Sento days, shall we?
Back in 2005 my BFF Lacee and I decided, we needed to buy some fish.
We jumped into my car, and headed over to Animal Arch to get us some fish! We were so excited, I got a Blue Beta, she got a Cream Beta. I named mine Bo, and Lacee named hers Shug.
Oh how we loved our fish. We would take them home during long breaks, and they loved us.
Bo knew when it was feeding time, and he would come to my hand any time I put it on his bowl.
Shug died in 2006, so I knew I was lucky that Bo kept on living.
Lacee got a fish named Lucy who was not very nice to her, so I always was glad I had Bo.
I was let go from Sento in 2007 and I will never forget Lacee holding Bo as we drove to my house bawling-- because we were no longer going to be Co-workers and see eachother everyday. What a sad day!
I had gotten another fish in the mean time, Brutus, he didn't like me so much, but I didn't care, I still had my Bo!
Brutus died about a year ago, again I was kinda sad, but he didn't like me, so I got over him quickly... Sorry man, but I did.
My dog Jett loved to watch the "fishies". I'd say "Jett, wheres the fishies?" and he would run into my room, put his face on my desk and just watch in amazement. He would go crazy when they would move.
My little Nephew Bridger loved Bo too. He always had to get his little flashlight and shine it on Bo, and the froggies.
Oh the good times.
Bo was getting old, I could tell because his tail started to curl, he was getting slow, and didn't move too often.
There were days I only ever saw him move when I fed him. He sure loved his food!
Yesterday morning I fed Bo, tapped on his glass 3 times and watched him come to the surface and eat. I always loved doing that! It was part of my "morning routine".
Well last night, I got home around 12:15 AM and said hello to Bo like I did each and every night. He looked fine, as he always did. I said goodnight, and I tried to go to sleep, I tossed and turned all night, not understanding why until I woke up.
I got up to get into the shower, and noticed he was on his back...
I shook his bowl... nothing...and the only words that could come out were
"Oh, Bo...".... He was dead.
Now I cannot say I am crying, nor did I when I flushed him down the toilet.
But my heart is a little sad!!
Now I have to decide if I want to buy a new fish now, or wait a while??? I have to have a fish. I HAVE TO! I fed him everyday. I talked to him every morning and night.
I still have Tweedle Dee and Tweedle Dumb (my frogs)
but they do not like me as much as Bo did.
I will miss you, My Bo!!
May you have a wonderful time in Fishy Heaven until we meet again!
Then I will see you everyday and say Hello all the time!!
Thanks for being my friend!! You were always there for me!!
