My daughter got over the death of Fishy Fish quickly; today we bought a blue betta, because blue’s her favorite colour. Its name is… that’s right, Bluey Blue.
My daughter’s fish died today. (Actually, it died a couple of days ago and has been rotting in its tank ever since; I just haven’t had the oppurtunity to break the news to her.) It was a good fish. Its name was Fishy Fish (like a new doll is “Dolly doll”, dog stuffed animal is “Doggy Dog”, etc.). It was a blood, red betta, bought six months ago at Wal-mart.