Here is a story of when they killed my Betta:
Back when I was 7 years old, I wanted a puppy. My mother would always tell me that I must show her that I have responsibility. So to prove it, I had to prove that I can care for a Betta for at least 2 years. So I started doing some research. (i love researching.)
We never got a chance to go to my LFS, so we all just waited a while. & my mom had to go buy something at Wal-Mart, and she took me and my sister. When we all got there we saw a fish section, so me and my sister went to go get my Betta!
By this time, I knew all the basics and I knew that Bettas couldn't be together, and they need to be fed pellets rather than flakes (etc.,). So, my sister was watching me pick out mine and she wanted one. So we both gave the Bettas to the fish guy and said "we want these boys". He replied, "I will leave these at the cashier so when you check out, they will be fine and comfortable.
So, once my mom was done her shopping we all went to the cashier to meet our fishes. & guess what, for some STUPID reason, I guess he wanted to save a container, he decided to plop the Betta in the same container as the other betta and when the cashier gave them to us...They were dead. I was 7, so I cried.
Sashimi: Red Veil-Tail Male, May 2nd, 2011 (R.I.P)
Leela: Blue/Green Veil-Tail Female, May 14th, 2011
Gemini: Pearl/Green/Red Delta Male, May 21st, 2011 (R.I.P)
& Unnamed 5 Bettas
Old fisherman never die, they just smell like it.