I just got back from our local pet store. I was looking through their bettas and came across a lovely red/orange male...except he was missing his tail! All he had left was a little nub with a tiny amount of discolored fin. I think he was being cared for, as he was on a work table and there were meds beside him, but the fact that they let him get that bad is just pathetic.
I kept digging, and stuffed in the back of the shelf, behind all of the other cups, was a single female with a torn tail. She was surrounded by gorgeous male crowns and I couldn't help but think:
"She'll sit here, forgotten and unnoticed because of all these pretty boys. Who would adopt poor her with all of them around? Me, that's who."
I ended up feeling so sorry for her that I got her, and right now I have her in a two gallon bowl so she can take her time and recover, after which I'll wait for a good time to safely introduce her into the new sorority. I wish I had room to get that poor male too. I feel bad for leaving him there.