RIP Jonah

For the past week or two, we have noticed a steady decline in our cute, little pet Betta fish, Jonah. He wasn't swimming. Or eating. Or doing much of anything. But, he was still breathing.

That is, up until yesterday morning when I checked on him.

We said goodbye to Jonah after two and a half years with him (I am totally blown away that he lived that long anyway!).

Bye, Jonah. You were a great fish and thanks for brightening up our kitchen for so long.

From a few months ago:  he used to love to hide behind Steve (that's the statue).

to introduce Jonah

A few months after we got married, Aaron and I made the life-changing decision to make an addition to our little family. We figured we were ready to add a dependent. 

So, we bought a betta fish.

We named him Carl Winslow. He was nice. And he liked living in our apartment living room.

He was with us for a long time until he came to a tragic end.

At that point, we were getting ready to move into our house, so we didn't get a new fish just yet.

Last July, after we were settled in our house, we were at Briar Creek with our friend Brandon, and we walked past Petsmart. I asked Aaron if it was time to move on from Carl, finally, and buy a new fish.

We did.

And we named him Jonah.

He sure is a good little fish! He's still hanging with us over a year later!

He lives on the kitchen counter, and he's the most selfless one of us all.

I clean his bowl every other week, and his bettamatic feeder gives him a meal every day.

He keeps me company while I cook, and watches out for any trouble when we leave the house.

So, if you haven't already, meet Jonah.