I got Watson, my very first betta, last week on Thursday! My Great Aunt and my mom's cousin spent the day with us that Wednesday and we went to one of the LPS's in the area. I went right to the betta part, looking for the fella.
He'd been at the pet store for at least 2 1/2 months, and, possibly, at most 4. He was just as spunky as the other times I'd seen him, flaring at the other bettas and at the fish across from him that weren't even bettas!
Then I think I caught the betta bug. I'd saved up over half of what I'd needed, so a quick run-by with mom to make sure it was okay that night, and my Grandma took me the next day to get the rest of the money from the bank and buy the things I needed to QT him.
Haha, we saved the store that he was at for last, and just as I was going in my heart began to go faster, like 'Is he still there?' Like someone could tell that I wanted the fella and intentionally got him.
The betta was still there, so we got him, named him Watson, and brought him home!
And now he is cruising in his ten gallon tank quite happily!