I posted most of this in the discussion forum but about an hour ago he started posing (now he's hiding again) now I have pictures! There a bunch because he is tiny so it's hard to get a good look at him. Please forgive the waterspots. Until they make a windex for fish, I am stuck with them. This is my teeny weeny's (not his name, just his size) story.
Anyway I went into Walmart just to get a filter pad, which of course they did not have. Then I looked at the bettas, I mean really looked. And my heart broke like it does when I have to go to the local humane society to renew my dogs' tags. They had like 15 betta "cells" stacked. I remembered reading how someon on this board unstacks them. So I started. Their water was no longer blue and all had various grossness. Some were dead and had been for awhile, some were almost dead. I felt so sad. Like at the pound I can't save them all.
And then there was one, at the very back. He was the tiniest betta I had ever seen. He was a little bluish, redish, greenish and his face was either black or very dark blue. He was a crown tail. He was swimming and very much alive. I never wanted a crown tail, I love veil tails, but there he was like a tiny kitten on a cold and rainy night. I would have never chosen a crown tail, but one had been chosen for me. I decided then and there that even though I could not choose 1 sick one to try and save (how do you choose) that I would take home the tiny crown tail and keep him from ending with the same fate as the others.
Luckily I had an extra tank at home, only 2 gal but he is so small it would be lost in anything bigger. So $65 later (fish and "stuff") I brought my new baby boy home. His tank is next to King's (my much larger vt) with about 3 inches between. They don't even seem to mind eachother. I put a folder between them at night when I can't watch them. I hope my little ct makes it. Right now he is very shy (which makes me nervous). But I will give him time.
Now picture time!
I swear he looks different from each angle.