Howl:
I had just moved to town and I needed something in my apartment to keep me company. As I child I had kept many kinds of fish but my favourites were always my Bettas so I knew that's what I wanted.
I went to my local Petsmart, got all the equipment I needed and started looking at the Bettas. None of them struck me as the one I wanted to take home. I was ready to leave but something made me feel like I shouldn't. I started shifting cups and I saw him near the back, sitting there staring back at me. I just new I had to bring him home so I did.
Domino:
I was wandering around my home town going to every pet store I could find just browsing. Not really looking for anything specific, just seeing what they had and looking for bargains. My mom met up with me and told me about a small mom and pop back alley shop where she used to go when we had a dog, she said they usually had great deals and were really nice.
So we went to the store, it really wasn't anything pretty. Inside it was dark, musty and cramped but the two ladies who ran it were really nice. I was walking through the fish section and saw they had Bettas, not in cups but in plastic containers hung just inside the tank. They all looked in great shape too. I'm looking at their selection and I notice one in the bottom left tank. As soon as I saw him I fell in love but I had no room for another Betta.
As luck would have it I ended up with a 10 gallon set-up over the holidays and a divider. I hadn't been able to forget that little guy I saw, so on my way out of town to go home for school I decided to stop by that shop. Amazingly enough he was still there, a little worse for wear having been there for at least 2 weeks. I told the ladies to bag him up, I was taking him with me.
I couldn't help but notice that the only reason I knew the shop was there was because my mom shopped there for our Dalmatian dog. The boy I fell in love with there is a Dalmatian betta. Coincidence?
