I was cruising through Walmart, looking for decorations for our 30 gal. I always stop to look at the bettas whenever we're in there. I saw 2 white bettas in filthy cups, a female, and this little CT male with what looked like black rocks on the bottom of his cup, the water was a filthy brown.
I spent 2 and a half HOURS standing in the fish section, refusing to leave without this sick male, dirty female, and three others. My fiance was pretty furious with me for being stubborn also.
Eventually, my persistence paid off, and we got to bring the five of them home.
But Don Quixote wasn't out of the woods yet. He wouldn't eat for five days, then had a fuzz infection, and still wasn't eating much of anything, so skittish that if he saw my hands when I would try to feed him, he wouldn't touch anything.
on the 26th of Feb, we brought home another rescue, a female, and placed her hospital tank beside his, my fiance brought him some brine shrimp. Suddenly, he was eating, and flaring, interacting! He turned around overnight, and now he's healthy and hale at last!!