RandomWiktor
Rabid Betta Activist
Well, I must say my betta population is sadly reduced since I was last actively on this forum, but it doesn't mean I can't still flaunt the fishes I have remaining. I finally got a digital camera, and with the exception of Jeff, I have good pics of all them all ^^ Sorry if this is spamming - I'm not sure what you allow so far as just random flaunting goes.
This is Valkyrie. She is only about 5 months old. A friend bought her for me as a gift for helping her out with schooling last year. Valkyrie is a very active, spirited little girl; healthy, which amazes me for a wallmart fish. She isn't nearly as agressive as the other female I used to have, but that's kindof nice; I was getting tired of being bitten every time I had to adjust the plants.
This is her tank; she lives next to my computer in the dorm, and I often times catch her just sitting still watching me type; its adorable.
Matamoras was at Wallmart with septicemia. I'd seen him earlier in the week but didn't want to take him on as I had about 10 bettas at the time. But I went back a week later and found him near death, but still holding on. Someone was talking loudly to her husband about buying him for her lily vase since thier last fish "didn't like the roots" and died. I convinced her that he was sick and she shouldn't buy him, and pointed out the need for food outside of the roots for the fish she DID buy. I ended up buying him and getting refunded the next day using my awesome powers of manipulation
He pulled through the septicemia and has been healthy ever since. I love his personality; he is so very mellow for a male. He doesn't flare ever, but builds massive, magnificent bubblenests.
There is his tank. He just was upgraded last month to a 5 gallon ^^
Shyboy! This fella was a very interesting case. He was at Petsmart, on his side, very emaciated in a display cup. I once again didn't want to buy him, but returned two weeks later to find him in the same state, but even more severely emaciated, and too weak to even move. Horrified, I figured I could bring him home for a peaceful death. I happened to pick up liquid fry food, just in case. Well. I kept him alive for the next week in highly oxygenated, shallow, heated water, being fed liquid food-drops. Once he was strong enough to move about, it became obvious that he had starved for a reason: Shyboy was so afraid of any movements and environment changes that he would frantically dart and slam against the tank sides, then try to push under the gravel and hide. He'd been too scared to eat in the store! I had to surround his tank with a towel and keep the lights dim for weeks while he put weight on. He needed heavy planting, and constantly dim lightls, but recovered, and is now a beautiful boy! He is feeling better, and is definately not very shy anymore; he is in fact quite active and agressive, always flaring. But still, any sudden movement can scare him badly, so I have to move slow around him. He is almost one year old, and seems to have developed a vision problem; he now can not see well enough to eat in dim lighting. He can only find his food at all in very bright light, in fact. Odd, eh?
Here is his new tank; he used to be in a hex tank, but really hated it. However, he is thriving in the new surroundings.
Sorry for the lack of a good picture of Jeff Klee, and sorry for his condition in it! Jeff has a little issue with eating his own fins, and this time around, it got infected and he ended up with fin rot. They've grown back now, but I can never snap a picture of him - he is too active. Jeff Klee was found in Petsmart, fins crammed in his mouth, and peices of his tail all over the bottom of the cup. It seems that whenever he gets distressed, he decides to chomp on his own finnage! It is not chronic rot - I've caught him in the act several times - so he needs quiet, unchanging surroundings, and a good lot of plants. He is a pretty even tempered fish; he only flares occasionally, and spends most of his time just swimming around. He especially likes swimming inbetween the hanging plants in the back of his tank.
Sorry for the dimness of this shot; he prefers darker surroundings.
This is Valkyrie. She is only about 5 months old. A friend bought her for me as a gift for helping her out with schooling last year. Valkyrie is a very active, spirited little girl; healthy, which amazes me for a wallmart fish. She isn't nearly as agressive as the other female I used to have, but that's kindof nice; I was getting tired of being bitten every time I had to adjust the plants.
This is her tank; she lives next to my computer in the dorm, and I often times catch her just sitting still watching me type; its adorable.
Matamoras was at Wallmart with septicemia. I'd seen him earlier in the week but didn't want to take him on as I had about 10 bettas at the time. But I went back a week later and found him near death, but still holding on. Someone was talking loudly to her husband about buying him for her lily vase since thier last fish "didn't like the roots" and died. I convinced her that he was sick and she shouldn't buy him, and pointed out the need for food outside of the roots for the fish she DID buy. I ended up buying him and getting refunded the next day using my awesome powers of manipulation
He pulled through the septicemia and has been healthy ever since. I love his personality; he is so very mellow for a male. He doesn't flare ever, but builds massive, magnificent bubblenests.
There is his tank. He just was upgraded last month to a 5 gallon ^^
Shyboy! This fella was a very interesting case. He was at Petsmart, on his side, very emaciated in a display cup. I once again didn't want to buy him, but returned two weeks later to find him in the same state, but even more severely emaciated, and too weak to even move. Horrified, I figured I could bring him home for a peaceful death. I happened to pick up liquid fry food, just in case. Well. I kept him alive for the next week in highly oxygenated, shallow, heated water, being fed liquid food-drops. Once he was strong enough to move about, it became obvious that he had starved for a reason: Shyboy was so afraid of any movements and environment changes that he would frantically dart and slam against the tank sides, then try to push under the gravel and hide. He'd been too scared to eat in the store! I had to surround his tank with a towel and keep the lights dim for weeks while he put weight on. He needed heavy planting, and constantly dim lightls, but recovered, and is now a beautiful boy! He is feeling better, and is definately not very shy anymore; he is in fact quite active and agressive, always flaring. But still, any sudden movement can scare him badly, so I have to move slow around him. He is almost one year old, and seems to have developed a vision problem; he now can not see well enough to eat in dim lighting. He can only find his food at all in very bright light, in fact. Odd, eh?
Here is his new tank; he used to be in a hex tank, but really hated it. However, he is thriving in the new surroundings.
Sorry for the lack of a good picture of Jeff Klee, and sorry for his condition in it! Jeff has a little issue with eating his own fins, and this time around, it got infected and he ended up with fin rot. They've grown back now, but I can never snap a picture of him - he is too active. Jeff Klee was found in Petsmart, fins crammed in his mouth, and peices of his tail all over the bottom of the cup. It seems that whenever he gets distressed, he decides to chomp on his own finnage! It is not chronic rot - I've caught him in the act several times - so he needs quiet, unchanging surroundings, and a good lot of plants. He is a pretty even tempered fish; he only flares occasionally, and spends most of his time just swimming around. He especially likes swimming inbetween the hanging plants in the back of his tank.
Sorry for the dimness of this shot; he prefers darker surroundings.
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