Poor B'stard's Cousin

My beautiful beta died today. I cried. I've had him over a couple of years now... I named him Poor Bastard's Cousin after my older daughter's beta. Her fish was named Poor Bastard because she'd forget to feed him. My beta had a choice of three different types of food. He had his blood worms which were his favorite. Then the red smelly flake fish food that alway reminds me of Germany ( the first place I owned fish ) Then there were these little balls of pellet type feed that he occasionally would eat but mostly disdained . I was going to post his picture but they are on the other computer. PBC had a fun loving personality. He'd always swim to the top for my brother. But with me ,he'd occasionally pretend he couldn't see me. I used to say ..We have rules PBC! You shall swim when I come see you so I know you are alright! He'd languidly and gracefully turn with a surprised look as if to say, "I dinna see you there, worm feeder!" Other times he'd rush over , pause to say "Hello mate!" ; then zoom off to do his laps. Although sometimes I think he called me other names! He had the longest tail that anyone had ever seen. I just wanted to say" Goodbye Poor Bastards Cousin and thank you for so many hours of zen pleasure."