Post by Crystal on Sept 25, 2003 15:37:01 GMT -5
Data Operating System....
No, DOS was my work betta.
DOS came to me in February of 2001 as a full adult male betta. He had curling tendrils and vibrant colors. He was around a year and a half old.
He came to work with me, living in a two gallon vase I had sterilized and decorated quite nicely for him. He adored it and his whale hidey hole.
Soon, though, 2 gallons was not enough for me or him - so I bought him a 4 gallon tank that now resides on the edge of my desk - empty of DOS.
Last Friday, September 19th, I brought him home because he lay listlessly on the tank bottom. I did not want him to pass and become nothing but food for COBOL the snail.
The last week - DOS has spent a comfortable stay at my house, learning he was not the only betta on the face of the Earth. He slowly got worse, I know it was his age. He swelled a bit, and last night, he peacefully passed away.
To DOS - my little work buddy - we spend almost 3 full years together. You were my little grump.... my little ole man. You beat the odds of time by living your span twice as long as average - and I am grateful to have been your owner in that time.
I'll catch ya on the flip side, DOSman......
swim safe....
Crystal
No, DOS was my work betta.
DOS came to me in February of 2001 as a full adult male betta. He had curling tendrils and vibrant colors. He was around a year and a half old.
He came to work with me, living in a two gallon vase I had sterilized and decorated quite nicely for him. He adored it and his whale hidey hole.
Soon, though, 2 gallons was not enough for me or him - so I bought him a 4 gallon tank that now resides on the edge of my desk - empty of DOS.
Last Friday, September 19th, I brought him home because he lay listlessly on the tank bottom. I did not want him to pass and become nothing but food for COBOL the snail.
The last week - DOS has spent a comfortable stay at my house, learning he was not the only betta on the face of the Earth. He slowly got worse, I know it was his age. He swelled a bit, and last night, he peacefully passed away.
To DOS - my little work buddy - we spend almost 3 full years together. You were my little grump.... my little ole man. You beat the odds of time by living your span twice as long as average - and I am grateful to have been your owner in that time.
I'll catch ya on the flip side, DOSman......
swim safe....
Crystal
