This week was my last week of school, and as a graduation gift, my fantastic parents got me a new camera. (Along with a stack of videogames, an original Gameboy Color and various other nerdy things I won't mention.) Now, photography isn't something I do seriously-- it's barely even something I do as a hobby
, but I enjoy doing it, and I think they honestly just got it for me because they know I enjoy dorking around with a camera (skill nonwithstanding).
Of course, new cameras are CONFUSING, so to get myself comfortable with it I decided to take pictures of my bettas. I was continuously messing around with lighting and settings and lenses, so the quality varies, but I sort of got the hang of it by the end.
Auton first! Auton is the mustard gas HMDT I brought home-- a couple weeks ago now, I think? He's stunningly happy and loves building gigantic bubble nests, and gets mad at me if I dismantle them during water changes.
Next we have Oki, an adoption from JBosley. (He's still doing great, don't worry! His fin-nipping is healing up nicely. Also he's SMART, good god. It takes me a good ten minutes to cup him every time I want to do a water change. Silly fish.)
Kal, who has the most annoyingly chronic fin-biting problems-- we're into a healing stage now though, so they're getting long again. He's recently switched tanks with Ripley, who was getting skittish in his larger tank, and both of them are much happier now.
Aaand Ripley himself. Ripley was rescued (along with Arro, whose pictures are near the end) from some very poor water conditions and a keeper who didn't have the first clue about how to take care of him. I'm still not sure if he's a crown or a veil due to the fact that his fins had melted quite a bit-- he also has ammonia burns, a few missing scales, and was slightly underweight when I first got him, but he's perfectly active and happy now and his fins have started to grow back!
This is Isaac, my very first rescue. His fins were an absolute mess with rot when he first came home in January, and it was a struggle to heal them properly. As you can see, they grew back oddly in a number of spots (this
is what they looked like at their worst), and never fully grew out in others, but despite the fact that he sort of looks like death itself, he's perfectly happy and healthy, and I'm very glad to have him.
Taffler, my darling little chocolate veil. He's started to slow down a bit recently (I think it's age-related), but he's still a sweetheart and loves eating food off my fingertips.
Ross was brought home on the same day as Taffler, but unlike Taffler he hasn't slowed down at ALL. This guy is impossible to feed-- he gets so excited about food that he completely misses it when it's dropped, and I always have to guide him back to it with my fingers. (Otherwise he just swims in circles like a dog. You can practically see him going 'FOOD FOOD FOOD'.)
Dove, who probably (imo) ties with Corvus for 'prettiest fish I own'. He started out in a 1.5 gallon bowl (out of habit, I put all my bettas in bowls before they move to larger tanks so the transition doesn't stress them out), and loved it so much that he stayed there for a few months. Recently he finally got bored, so I moved him to a 2.5 gallon (originally intended for Isaac, who informed me that he liked his bowl better thank you very much by chewing off a quarter of his tail), and he's absolutely flourished.
Veetor, a sort-of-rescue who turned out to be in absolutely pristine health after I brought him home. (He did have a bit of a clamping problem, but man, I made this whole case to the petstore about how they shouldn't keep a sick fish in such filthy water-- nope, he was fine. But hey, they do better water changes now.)
Corvus, the peacock. I'd been dreaming of a black crowntail for months and came into Petsmart one day to find him sitting on a shelf (next to Dove, no less). The bad news was that he WASN'T actually a black crowntail, but the good news was that he was pretty gorgeous anyway. (He'll wiggle his tail at anything, I swear. It's a good thing I don't have any lady-fish.)
And here's Idaho, another rescue who came home missing half his tail (much like how Arro currently looks!). He's grown significantly since then and his tail has almost filled out-- I was told he might be a delta, but at this point I'm thinking veil.
And finally, Arro! Like Ripley, Arro came home with some pretty bad ammonia burns, and is missing a chunk out of his tail. He's just started to colour up in patches, and his tail is slowly regrowing itself, so I'm very hopeful for him. It'll be interesting to see what he looks like in a few months.
Bonus: Oki and Tish, my baby girl. These two LOVE each other: at least once a day she'll come into my room, say hi to him, lay down purring loudly, and then fall asleep either next to or on top of his tank. He, in turn, loves the attention and is totally fascinated by her tail.