I keep going to Wal-mart (I'm very proud of this one. Very well kept fish) and I always go past the tanks. (of course!) Well, for two weeks there had been this very, very plain boy there. He's yellow with some green/blue in this fins. I knew nobody was going to want him, because he isn't one of those flashy bettas. I was getting a new holding tank for when I clean the others, because I...'borrowed' my friends guppies. (I didn't steal! ^o_o^ His kid kept...fishing in it and sailing his armada (Give him a break, he's 3)) But, yes...I got the plain boy, and nearly cried when I saw the employee fretting over another betta.
Apparently, what had happened was that a couple of kids (Jr. High probably) decided it would be fun to take two cups to another part of the store and ...fight the bettas. One of them didn't make it.
But the guy that was working there had put the cup away and was going to take the survivor home and nurse him back to health. I looked at him and -all- of his fins were ripped to bits, all very very close to his body with single shreds here and there. He's a great employee. I went and hunted down the manager and told her how impressed I was about this.
It does my heart good to know that some employees actually care.
So yes, now I am home with my mundane fish and a wonderful feeling of cheerfulness.
(And yes, I would have gotten the injured boy too, were I not sure he would be well taken care of.)
Apparently, what had happened was that a couple of kids (Jr. High probably) decided it would be fun to take two cups to another part of the store and ...fight the bettas. One of them didn't make it.

It does my heart good to know that some employees actually care.
So yes, now I am home with my mundane fish and a wonderful feeling of cheerfulness.
(And yes, I would have gotten the injured boy too, were I not sure he would be well taken care of.)