#fishproblems

He passed both dogs as they slept in order to traverse the living room, then cruised down the hall and under the door INTO THE BEDROOM. he’s the first tank I say hi to in the morning and when I saw he was gone I tore apart the whole apartment looking for him. Ultimately, my gf located him behind our laundry basket, dusty and completely ungrateful for the rescue.

also PSA my betta is gorgeous and I love him but he’s also a fucking koi and those pigment genes have jumped and mutated themselves into a big ole tumor on his tail.

the reduced tail hasn’t seemed to make things worse, but I am treating for fin rot with kanaplex and fungus clear. I feel bad. The fish is over 2 years old but I just want a win here. Too many dead pets lately, even though i know it’s not my fault.

basically just a reminder that everybody fucks up.

this is the latest little dude to move in with me in nyc. I said no more tanks but... my mom was doing a great job keeping an eye on him in RI but his fins were getting ragged again and he was bloated and weird after meals. I said fuck it he’s too complicated and brought him back with me the other day. he’s only in a 2.5g so does it really even count? (before one of you absolute weasels says anything, he was in a 7 gallon and it proved too much for mr. fancyfins and all his extra weight.)

We had switched him from pellets to brine shrimp a week ago. That with clean water and tannins seem to have done a lot in the last two days. Hoping the light in this tank is enough for watersprite to grow well.

did you guys forget I’m a bettablr yet?