I had a dream last night... It was oh so vivid. I walked from a kitchen to a living room, then through a doorway, and then up stairs, stopping to notice how clear and detailed it was for a dream. At the top I had a choice of rooms. I chose a room I remembered to be a library. Of course, upon entering it, it was my older brother's bedroom. Pretty normal room. I examined many things, finally stopping at a FRIGGEN HUGE breeding setup. I looked in the tanks, and to my displeasure, there were two females and a male in one. After some more looking around (there we soooo many Betta, all misplaced) I went and lifted the lid in the first tank to look at the male, who was beautiful and blue. I decided I wanted him, so I asked my brother. Since the house I was in is one from my past (it was torn down), I must have traveled back in time until I woke up. I figured if I had the fish with me, I could bring it back with me. Looking back in the tank, I noticed another male (grrrrr) he was emerald green with stunning black fin tips. I couldn't convince my brother to part with it, so I decided to take the blue one. Now I needed a cup to put him in. We searched for a long time, finding nothing, so my brother said he had an idea. He returned to the room with a big paper bag, scooped the Betta out of the tank, wrapped him in a damp paper towel, and dropped him in the bag and handed it to me. I was horrified! Well, needing to get him in water, I went to the local McDonald's (Which seems to be closer than a kitchen or bathroom) and waited in line. I asked for some warm water, and they pointed to a kettle. I looked inside to make sure the water was clean, but there were dirty ketchup, mustard, AND relish bottles inside. Not good for a Betta. I gave it to them to clean, but couldn't get their attention. I got to the point of screaming and crying, but nobody cared. Finally, I grabbed a plastic cup, ran behind the counter and filled it with water myself. Then I sat at a table, looked in my paper bag, unwrapped the Betta, and plopped it in the water. He swam around happily. Then I remembered I didn't use water conditioner.
On a side note, Biscotti's heater in his quarantine tank never got plugged in, and when I checked the water this morning...brrrrrr. Problem is solved now. He's looking so much better now!