What's your Betta history?
Just thought I'd share my history of my Bettas. Now, this is very long. And after you read this you'll understand why I say, talk about a tale of ignorance.
One night I was on yahoo answers and I was constantly seeing questions with "Betta" in them. One question said something about bubblenests and I looked up Bettas and bubblenests (hey, I grew up from age 9-13 in an Alaskan town with a population of 3000, so I'd never heard of a Betta) And thought, "Oh, those are neat looking fish."
Then the next day my dad said he was going to the fish store for the saltwater tank. Back then I was an EXPERT with saltwater, I could probably tell you most every salt water aquarium fish and their minimum tank size. Anyways, I saw a "Betta bowl" kit for $10. The kit was a half gallon bowl with a plastic plant and some gravel. I showed my dad it and he said, "Sure. The fish are only $2, hey, your sister can get one too."
See, having never heard of a Betta until the night before, I believed it was right to keep a Betta in a bowl since everything sold for Bettas were bowls and stuff. No tanks over .5 gallons.
And so I chose my first Betta. He was a black VT that I chose because he had the biggest fins (Didn't know that meant they were old) Well, When I got home after taking forever to set the bowl up and put him in I noticed he just sat there, while my sisters Betta who I then wanted instead was young and beautiful. Got jealous of him because of his colors.
You could say I was diligant about water changes. I wasn't because I only did them once a week, because that's what the instructions were and no one told me it was wrong. But, I never missed a water change, unlike my sisters poor Betta who would miss several water changes, and we found him nearly dead once and did an emergency water change.
Then my Bettas fins became spiky with little red balls at the end of each spike. Now, I read that plastic plants can be a problem, so I removed the plant the kit came with. For probably 3/4 of his time with me he had fin rot, and I didn't even know what that was. It was the same with my sisters Betta, named "Arco iris" Because I thought of naming my fish in another language so she started looking it up too. My Betta never got named, and my sister wouldn't get rid of her plastic plant.
Then, after probably roughly 2 months, My Betta dies. Actually, though I'm ashamed to say it, I wasn't into him )= I could never watch him for more than 5 seconds without getting bored, and I hated how "plain" he looked. Once again I was jealous about my sisters fish still being alive.
I didn't really want a Betta anymore after that though. I actually thought changing a .5 gallon bowl once a week was a CHORE. I hadn't enjoyed my first Betta, it seemed like he did nothing but sleep and eat, and he was dull in my eyes. So I assumed it would always be boring with a Betta.
Then on yahoo answers I read that Bettas need 3 gallon tanks or larger but didn't really think anything of it. I thought tank size didn't make a difference.
Then, a good 4-6 months later, I felt a huge urge to get a Betta. Something was drawing me to the fish store, and I just knew I HAD to get there and buy a Betta. I only had $25, and after asking my dad we went to the fish store. I grabbed a 2.5 gallon kritter keeper, even though I didn't really understand the importance of a biger tank other then it looking better. My dad told me that tank looked a little big for one Betta, and told me I should get this .5 gallon bowl divided three ways so that males are permanently staring at eachother, and said, "You should get this one. You could have THREE Bettas." Something inside me made me not even consider it. I grabbed a bag of neon gravel and went into the fish room.
I looked at the Bettas for probably 5 minutes and was unimpressed by the stock. I really wanted a white halfmoon, and there were only cellophone, black, and blue veiltails. I grabbed a cellophone because it was the closest thing to white.
I gave him to the lady and almost bought him, then my dad pointed at the magical Betta cup. Inside was a Betta who looked much younger then my first. He had a massive bubblenest and was flaring and doing that wierd thing where they attack the glass by going side to side as if he wanted to come to me. He was my beautiful Neon, and I loved the look of him from then. I instantly called the lady back and bought Neon. And, Neon seemed delighted to get a big enough home when I put him in his tank.
But of course that isn't the end. Yup, I went on Yahoo answers, back then it was my only source of info., and asked if I could keep any other fish in with Neon. Some people told me to try keeping a female with him, and I was heavily considering that. Then I was just searching some random Betta stuff and stumbled across this site, the day after buying Neon.
And I'm STILL not done. In his 2.5 where I had planned to get a female Betta and a bunch of snails (One guy on yahoo answers said shrimp produced Waaaay more waste than snails >.>) with once weekly 50% water changes, my plans changes. After a month with once weekly 50% water changes, his tail looked funny, and I freaked out over fin rot. Learned my scedule wasn't often enough and that he was a tail biter. Learned that 2.5 gallons is a bit small for one Betta. Learned to feed WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAY less than I was going to.
And, after learning about Bettas that first month, I considered my first Betta to be BEAUTIFUL. Just a lovely guy, who might have had so much personality if I hadn't been so cruel.
Then, there's my sisters fish again, Arco Iris. Compared to Neon he looked ugly in my mind. But I couldn't handle seeing Arco Iris's fins melting away and seeing him live in very cloudy and just plain discusting water. I reminded my sister constantly to change the water and feed him. I found a 1 gallon tank for the little fella and gave him one of my silk plants instead of that harsh plastic one. Then, after a month of him living in that with literally no water changes, I finally snapped and told my sister to give him to me.
Well, I instantly went to transfer him into clean water, but he fell on my sisters filthy floor and got covered in crumbs and dog hairs. I picked him up and put him back in the filthy 1 gallon tank, regretting it soon. He just layed on the bottom and wouldn't move one of his pectoral fins, I thought he had lost it at first. Then when he started acting normal again I more carefully transfered him to his old half gallon with clean water so I could wash his tank. I threw out EVERYTHING in the 1 gallon.
Then I slowely guided him on a road of recovery. Newly named "Velvet" had a case of fin rot, and I thought maybe velvet, but he didn't. I gave him salt in his tank for 10 days with daily 100% water changes. He seemed so happy to be getting clean water. I noticed that whenever I transfered him during water changes one of his pectoral fins stopped working and he clamped it against his body. But gradually, with cleaner water, he stopped doing that, and I'm not sure why he did it in the first place. At that point Velvet who I was once jealous of I didn't care for as much as Neon.
Velvet enjoyed a month or two of clean water, lots of hiding places, and warm water. Then I woke up one morning to find him with a sever case of SBD. Then I found he had parasites. I begged urgently with my dad to get medication to treat the parasites, but my dad said it was pointless to waste $20 on a $2 fish. Two weeks after the initial SBD, Velvet died.
WAIT, there is still a few more things. I setup Neon's 10 gallon as many know, and I also got promised that Crankyfish would send me his copper dragon delta tail. That's the history of my Bettas so far, now I only have the future to look forward to.
What's you Bettas history?
If guppies are jewels, than Bettas must be rainbows
Proud owner of Neon, Ryu, and a still unnamed CT