The life of a betta hoarder.
Hey guys, so I have a serious betta problem. It all started with thor, My dumbo half-moon male. My friend was buying me a betta for my house warming gift when i moved into my new apartment 3 months ago, and so naturally we went to petco and was looking around. And there he was, pale and thin and Blind in one eye. The same eye that im nearly blind in. I fell in love. I had to take him home with me, so 45 dollars later (My friend was so mad) I had a fish. He was in a dinky .75 tank and a silly little column stood in his tank, but boy did that fish have personality. He would swim up to the glass when i came near and would flop those giant fins around, and i would smile and laugh. He made me happy. Now 14 betta fish later, he sits in a separated 10 gallon and still gets excited to see me. Other bettas i have are aggressive or shy, but this betta is the love of my life. Since then i have bought 15 betta's (One was unlucky enough to meet my kittens tummy) but whenever i bring someone in my fish room i show them Thor, and with a proud gleam in my eyes tell them this is where it all started.