The local store had been pretty good up until back to school. They had taken the fish off of the cold metal and onto some pads, out of cold air flow and only had a few at a time. Once back to school hit they ordered about fifty to sell. In the ten years I've never seen so many bettas there. With four children, I end up at the store a lot during the week. I always make a point to go check out the fish. Over the weeks I've noticed the same fish from the same order there, slowly withering away. I stack up all of the poor dead ones. I've even snuck a few notes and betta care information taped in front of their shelf. When i went yesterday I literally cried. All but 4 had finally passed. All of them so skinny they were about the width of a pencil. One was near death so I put him in my cart to take home ( The only free tank I had was a 1.5g I use when i clean my males tanks) I promptly begun changing the other's water and opened a package of betta pellets and begun to feed these poor guys. (and the fiddlers that's shelved with them) I was caught by an employee who called customer service. I was told I had to pay for the pellets (which i had every intention of doing) and I'd be accountable for the fish if they expire. I scooped the other three bettas into my cart paid for everything and was escorted out. I ended up buying seventyish bucks worth of critter keepers, heaters and plants. Worth it! So many people had seen what happened and they praised me.
So, ontop of 3 males and 5 females I already have, not to mention all the fry coming of age....I have four more males. Minion, Paxel, Goober and Hans. SO MANY FISH!