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A forbidden love... (Betta and the prune)

Dear Faith,

This is a funny story that I wanted to share:

I have a single blue crowntail male betta named Indy in a 12-gallon tank with four mollies. I chose him to live in my community tank because he has a very mellow personality; he swims around and looks handsome, but he is never aggressive and almost never flares.

His tank rests on my desk, and one day I was enjoying a snack of prunes while doing my homework. The box of prunes had a big picture of a prune on the front. I placed the box next to the tank when I was done and continued working.

When I looked back over, Indy was in full bloom: flaring, dancing, and blowing bubbles--for the picture of the prune! He even chased the other fish away from it, staunchly defending his love from the marauding Mollies in his first ever
act of aggression.

Needless to say, their forbidden love was not to last. Eventually I ran out of prunes and threw the box away, and poor Indy never did figure out why the prune failed to return his affection...but, you live and learn, as they say!

Thanks for reading,



One betta circus...

Dear Faith,

This is just a really cute story that I think is a bit strange also (LOL):

I have this beautiful female betta that my friend gave me for Christmas. Her name is Angel, because she acts like one.
Anyway, one day I was going back to my room to feed her. And as soon as I lowered two fingers to drop the fish food in, she jumped up and grabbed the food from me! I was so shocked that I stood there for a moment; Angel had never done anything like this before! Pretty soon I moved on and continued my business.
The next day I went back into my room again, but not to feed my fish. Instead I walked over to Angel's bowl and stuck two fingers over the top of her bowl. I wanted to see if she would jump again, WITHOUT me feeding her. To make a long story short: She did. Everyday after that, she did.
Nowadays I make her do that little trick before I feed her. It is quite funny to watch :)
Thank you for reading this,


Betta and the pot handle

Dear Faith,

This is a strange and funny I would love to share:
My yellow male, Banana was always an easy going guy, wouldn't flare, anything could pass him, he'd just flap his fins.
It was until this one day I finally saw him flare, the day I moved him into the 2 gallon in the kitchen.
My mom was making dinner and happened to place a pot in front of his tank.
He noticed the light reflecting off the metal handle, he swam over as close as he could get and was flaring like crazy.
Every muscle in his small body was moving he was trying to go through the plastic.
Although now he seems happier, glad he proved himself to the pot handle. 
I tried mirrors and other mirror like objects... didn't work.
He loves his pot handle!
To this day still....
Thanks for reading!!
~ Elizabeth ~


Size matters...

Dear Faith,

Here is a very funny story about my betta that I wanted to share.

I have one male betta called Charlie in a five gallon tank. He is my first ever betta and is a great friend. Anyway, about a week ago I considered putting some small fish in with Charlie as "friends". I have been told that plain-looking guppies make good tankmates for bettas so I found some and put one in to test this theory.

Well, as soon as Charlie noticed the tiny fish, he began to chase it. Then the guppy hid under one of the two large, glass decorative stones in the tank. Suddenly, due to the curving glass, Mr. Guppy looks HUGE and at least six times it's size. Seeing the guppy hide under the rock, Charlie was over there in a flash, only to find the guppy's huge, gaping mouth staring back at him. I felt quite sorry for Charlie, he looked terrified! But my pity soon wore off when Mr. Guppy
came out from behind the rock and became lunch. R.I.P Mr. Guppy...

Thanks for reading, Prue.

Footnotes from Faith: (Moralities of this story: a)- size DOES matter LOL  b)- don't put guppies in with your bettas, unless they are BIG! Otherwise they will end up being lunch :((... Poor Mr. Guppy :(( ...


Geoffrey Bean Einstein

My beloved Geoffrey Bean has had swim bladder disorder for five weeks now.  Determined to keep me from pitying him (and perhaps to actually BE less pitiful), he has developed a coping mechanism.  When he's tired of floating around on his side, he takes a big breath, and like a submarine in "dive", he spirals down and down til he's under a plant leaf, and comes to rest.  Smarter than the average fish, he's figured out that the plant leaf will keep him from bobbing to the surface (which I think must be an embarrassment to the little dragon heart he is!).  Just another show of wonder from our little warriors!



Weird little fish

I have a beautiful female betta named Athena.  Every time i go to feed her, she stares at me with a lot of concentration.  She always has this face that threatens to jump.  Whenever I go to her tank to say hi to her, she looks up at the surface for food.  One day i went to feed her and took of the lid of her tank.  I was getting the food ready and she jumped up. She got stuck to the inside of the tank where there was no water!!  I had  to push her back into the water.  She has jumped up a few times after that and gotten stuck.   Now my friends are nervous to feed her when i go away!!




I have this poor old mutt betta from a LPS..........he's not handsome but he was stuck in a cup and that's enough to get me to buy them some days. (I have stopped visiting LPS's or the fish dept. in Mega stores cause my heart strings get tugged and that's one way I ended up with 30 bettas...)

ANYWAY.....Hosea got sick. He was my first success story at healing a fish. For 3 weeks more and more of his fins were at the bottom of the bowl, he was pale and he wouldn't eat. Armed with all the info this site provides........
I decided he had fin rot and treated him. And treated him..........and fussed over him.... and worried when he still wouldn't eat. Then finally, one evening, he turned a corner. He perked up and started to look interested in life again. True, he had no fins left and he never was handsome to begin with, but I was ecstatic when he ate a little bit! You'd thought I had won the lottery. 

Well.........I went about my evening business and when I came back into the sick fish room (aka the bathroom) to use the facilities, I looked over and he was gone. He was so recovered, he leapt for joy evidently and he was lying on the counter. I don't know for how long. I scooped him up and THREW him back in his bowl.
After a bit, he righted himself and swam around.

A year later.........with regrown fins........he's still swimming around. Moral of the story: don't give up!
I could write volumes about my bettas........they all have such different personalities. I love them all, but Hosea has a special place in my heart.


Smarter than your average fishies

Hello Faith,

 I wanted to share a couple of stories about my special little guys.

 My first Betta, Alpha, loved to watch TV.  Whenever we put on a hockey game he would wiggle in the corner of bowl with joy (a true Canadian Betta).

 My two newest guys, Ras and Tau, live in a divided 10 gallon tank.  After about a week after they were first put in their home they made a connection between the sound of the hood on the tank opening and them getting fed.  So, from that moment on, every time that I open the hood they both swim as fast as their little fins will take them to the top corner of the tank and then wait perfectly still and perfectly vertical waiting for their food.  Those guys sure have one track minds!!

 Ras also loves the movie Finding Nemo.  Whenever that movie is on my TV, he will not take his eyes off of the TV.  It is really cute.




Betta and the pea (splitting hair with your betta ;) )

My first male betta, whom i named Patrick, will eat almost anything.  Once i got him to eat a 7+ year old gold fish flake (although he did spit it out, but then ate the falling crums), but that is another story :).  One day when i was reading a feeding article on this website (go faith!), i read about feeding the insides of peas to bettas. So, the next time i fed my fish, i took a pea out of my freezer and warmed it up.  Then taking the miniscule piece of pea and cutting it in half, i took it in the tweezers that i use to feed my fish and put it in Patrick's tank.  Patrick came over and yanked it around until I let go of it, then he carried the now seemingly large pea piece with him and swam to the bottom.  He must have sat there with that pea for at least ten minutes in his mouth, most likely not sure what to do with it.  Once he lost interest in it i fished it out of the tank and cut it into another half. He did the same thing, only put in a little more effort to try to eat it.  When he once again lost interest in it, i fished it out again and cut it into another half, and i was positive that it would easily fit into his mouth.  Finally being able to put the pea completely into his mouth, he joyfully ate it.



Betta kisses...

I have three male kids, in three separate tanks.  I've been "training" all three of my boys, Alpha, Gamma, and Delta (the baby) to take food from my finger.  I found that it was the only way to get Alpha and Gamma to eat frozen bloodworms.  They are pet store Bettas, with long, beautiful veil-tail fins, and are used to looking on the surface of the water for
their, if the bloodworm sinks, they don't recognize it as "food."  I tried tweezers and toothpicks to hold the bloodworms at the surface, but they are both afraid of those implements.  They don't recognize them.  They ~do,~ however, recognize my finger, and also know that my finger is a good thing to bite, if they feel like it!  LOL!  No
"finger fear" for them!  (Alpha actually likes being pet on his dorsal side!  And all three boys love attention...they'll swim up to me to "talk!")

At first, the two "big boys" from the pet store would only take the bloodworms under certain circumstances:  Alpha had to have a long, dangly one that sort of "hung off" of my finger, and looked like a worm.  And Gamma didn't care what it looked like, but it had to float. (And here am I, every night, looking through the bloodworms for a "long" one and a "floater," so that my spoiled kids can be happy!)

Delta, who's nickname is "Charlie," is a different case.  I got him from Faith, and he is a "pedigreed" Betta, if you will.  
Delta ~always~ had a wonderful personality, and was never afraid of hands!  After bringing him home, it took him awhile to get used to hisnew surroundings, but now, he loves to hide in his plant, and he loves to hang out in his's a tunnel...and watch the world go by! He's fast, too!  He darts around, sometimes, just for fun, and he's just a blue blur!  (Could he be a fish superhero?  Sneaking out of the house to fight crime while we're not looking?  "The Blue Blur Is On The Way!"!).  Sometimes, while eating, or searching for things to eat, he falls asleep with his head/face between a couple of marbles.  He'll nap there for awhile, wake up, think to himself, "what was I doing?" and then start looking for food again!  I love this, because, just like a human baby, or a puppy, or many other kinds of babies, the two most importantthings are eating and sleeping, and he just can't choose which he would rather do!  Imagine a puppy or kitten falling asleep with his face in a bowl of food, and you'll have the perfect image for what's going on with Delta, the baby.  I think he's darling!  (Thank you, Faith, for everything!  You really "matched" me with a great fish!)

I have a morning feeding and an evening feeding.  When I should attempt to fast them, they give me "the eye."  You know.  That look that says, "You know and I know that it's dinnertime, so stop fooling around!") In the evening, Delta (aka "the baby") knows to come and "peck" on my finger, BEFORE there is any food around.  It's a game:  bite the finger, and the bloodworms will appear!  What a smart kid!

One other little cute detail, that isn't related to FOOD:  Alpha and Gamma will respond to me making a "kissy" sound, by coming up to the surface and blowing a bubble.  I used to think it was a coincidence, but it's happened too often.  When I blow them a kiss, they blow me one!  

I just LOVE these fish!


Betta aerobics?

My betta (a blue/red LPS variety) has an exercise routine. He's in a 10 gallon tank with 5 or 6 soft fabric plants. Everyday, he swims a circle around his short green plant, then swims up over it and behind his short red plant, then down to the bottom of the tank and back over to the short green plant. He does this about 20 times, then rests on the other side of the tank for a few minutes before he does another 20 laps! He does this once or twice a day, and it just cracks me up.

-Amanda, from Chesaning, MI

My first betta (and my first betta mistake)

When I first got Fischer, I was quite a novice. I decided he needed room to swim so I bought a 5 gallon tank with filter. I got the tank set up and plugged in the filter. After a while I put Fischer into his new home. He got close to the filtering and was tossed to one side, then another, Upside down, right side up. Finally, he was floating at the top. "O no!, I've killed Fischer," I thought. I hurriedly scooped him out and put him in a shallow bowl. As I slowly poured water from his old Betta tank on him, I stroked his side and said, "Come on Fischer, please don't die" A few seconds later he twitched and I was elated he still had life. I took out the filter system and placed him into the still water.

Now he loves his tank and is quite active. He jumps for his food every day.

(Anonymous writer)