Betta Fish: ✨ Red Sky at Night, Sailor’s Delight ✨

I never thought I’d see a betta look disappointed until last week.
Months after my old boy passed, I stopped by a pet shop and noticed the tiniest betta in a cup — pale lavender and rose, with a look that stopped me in my tracks. I walked away, not wanting to support chain stores that mistreat their animals.
A week later, he was still there. When I picked up a different fish, his little face just fell. Something in me couldn’t leave him again.
So home he came — the tiniest sailor in the sea of cups.

It took a week (and lots of wonderful name suggestions — thank you, everyone!) to find the one that fit. He reminded me of a sky full of shifting colors — soft, calm, and full of promise.
Sailor.
Because sometimes, even the smallest souls are waiting for someone to see them — welcome home Sailor 💕