I'll be brief about it, as unfortunately, I'm a bit busy tonight. But while sitting at my desk, I came to the realization that my bettas (and my other fish too, strangely enough) become what they're named for or after.
was named so, as I wanted him to have a name related to Thai culture. Jade is a precious mineral in the country, so... there you go. His name. I nicknamed him Thai Boy, too... ... sure enough, a month later, he marbles from being all white to the literal colors in order
of the Thai flag.
wasn't with me but for a week... He arrived from Thailand with SBD, but I didn't know what SBD symptoms were, so I couldn't treat him for it obviously. Then one day, I went out to the store to get some things, came home... to... a crunchy-looking ccellophane HM on the counter next to his bowl... and I came to the conclusion that the cat was toying with him. >:V Revenant was too lethargic to jump, and the water line was low enough... and I found little white cat hairs at the crime scene.... Agh. Anyway...
Revenant is a synonym for "Ghost." (I found out after I got home that day how to treat SBD, too.) He was the first of my bettas to leave me too soon.
(Gyarados was a betta I had when I was... 11? So yes....)
looked like a cambodian girl. She was just a flesh-bodied girl with red fins... and after my 3 week trip she colored up and had stripes.
Her full name was Bandit Raccoon. Bandit was another name I called raccoons. And she formed stripes, like Uncles...
... not stress/breeding stripes either, mind you. But stripes... remind me of a raccoon's tail. :P
was a sick female I bought from work and took her home. (She arrived from the supplier sick... The store I work for actually knows how to care for bettas, as the owner is a loon about it like all of us on this site, lol.) She had fin rot (still has it), possibly some other diseases... internal parasites maybe, now. But I only took her as I felt bad at how sick she looked, and how tightly
clamped her tail was. Worst I'd ever seen on any fish, Ever....
I'd been losing a bit of heart over bettas lately. I love mine, but I've had to concentrate more on getting ready for the Air Force. It stresses me out. I'm still grieving over the loss of Leliia, and it's been five months now. (Wow... that long? It feels shorter....)
After treating Ember for a while... she's perked up a lot. Sitting on my desk, she sees me a lot, I see her a lot.... And it's not just food she gets excited over. It's me. I've had her play "follow-the-finger" lots of times from outside the tank. She swam circles around my finger when I put one in, too. I start dancing in my seat to music, she spazzes with me, simply because I'm moving like she would and am looking at her.
In short... she's sparked a new fire in me.
And as a side note... for a female, she has a very tall dorsal fin. It looks a lot like a candle's flame.
Those are my stories. I'm interested in hearing yours, if you have any. ;D