Not unless I have someone with me to list all the reasons why I can't take home another fish. Because, apparently, left to my own devices, I come home with 3 fish when I only went for a slightly bigger tank for my boy Ratchet and to peek at the girls.
They didn't have any girls in the cups at Petsmart, so I was ooo'ing and aaah'ing at the pretty halfmoons - very young, though! Tiny boys, I wasn't sure they all were
boys, but the cups were labeled male and I couldn't find an egg spot on them so I defer to the judgement of the breeder/distributor even if I maybe shouldn't
And in the cups there's a little section of five Dragonscale boys. They're all pretty but not very sociable, and one had the 'diamond eye' effect, skulking at the bottom of his cup and nipping at anything that came by his mouth - mostly his own poop >.< And I felt bad for the poor baby so I added him in my basket and got him a nice little 2.5 gallon tank to go with him.
And then I ended up back at the rack for the little pale blue marble halfmoon tail (who narrowly won against a red and white boy with a much more prominent moon-shape to his tail with a lovely black edging but I have so many red boys already they're going to develop a complex against me at this rate) and I thought that'd be that... except I found their last two girls in a little communal tank with some other fish and I couldn't convince myself to leave without one of them for the sorority... so two tanks, three fish, two more thermometers, went by Hobby Lobby for some teeny terra cotta pots - since the girls seemed to enjoy them so much when I put them in the big tank, I gave one to everybody - and with roommate in tow, went to Walmart for some filters. Almost didn't get away from Walmart without another fish - the poor little lavender and white veiltail boy pulled on my heartstrings =< But she reminded me that we have like, no more counterspace for fish tanks.
"But what about this little corner unit? It's only ten dollars - has the pump and filter and a light and everything. One and a half gallons."
"No. We don't need another one."
"But I thought you wanted
a purple one."
"Not right now..."
I had this same problem when I started keeping Hermit Crabs. Had a nice big setup and just.. kept finding crabbies that wanted to come home with me. Until I brought home the serial killer that systematically and brutally murdered my whole colony. -.- I think I had 12 when he came home, unlucky number 13, and just took out everybody
. That was several years ago, though, and I'm reeeeally
hoping something like that doesn't happen with my bettas ;~; Which, unless I end up with a mutant freak flying betta that hops tank-to-tank and eats everyone, it's unlikely to happen in the same way.
So now we're up to 7 girls, and 5 boys. ._. We started this with 2 fish at the beginning of June... and my camera is somewhere MIA but I will be digging it out as soon as I can because I want to take pictures of them. I tried to make Jazz's (the Dragon) tank texturally and colorfully interesting for him - half gravel and half smooth glass stones, a couple sizes of terra cotta pots, and a plastic mini utility basket that I 'planted' some plastic plants that had come off their bases in the holes so he has kinda a little grotto on one side of his tank. He seems to see well enough to find food if it's there a while, but he'll swim up to it and give it a cockeyed look with each eye before deciding to eat it. I'm hesitant to add his filter and disorient him if he's mapped out the landscape but now I'm wondering if I maybe gave him too much stimulation if what I read about other peoples' blind bettas is anything to go by... plus I heard this 'tink' of glass on glass earlier but I'm not sure if he smacked into his pebbles with his head or knocked one against the tank wall for some reason. Maybe looking for fallen pellets.
I have no idea how it happened. Two became four became five... became 12...
Anybody else have this sort of problem? ^//