On Monday the 15th, my first betta fish died. He had been suffering from dropsy, a deadly disease, for nearly a month. He was my very first fish and opened the world of aquariums to me. His name was Peach and he was a pink pastel VeilTail Betta; and the only betta I’ve ever seen who had blue eyes.
Upon losing my first fish, my mom took me to PetSmart to get a new one to ‘replace’ Peach. No fish can replace Peach but the aquarium seemed so empty and lifeless with only a snail inhabiting it. I ended up getting a young male Halfmoon Betta and a shrimp named John (long story about the name). So here’s some pictures of the new guy!
He’s a complete opposite of Peach; He’s shy, not aggressive, not a little pig when it comes to eating. Peach loved to eat, was very curious, and liked to chase my fingers. This little guy is curious but cautious; but he’s slowly coming out of his shell. Every time I go to his tank, I drop in one pellet. (Which means I can’t go near very often since he can’t eat a lot.) This shows him that people mean food and he’ll swim to the front looking for food when someone comes near instead of hiding.
I’m still in the process of picking a name for him so for now, we’ll call him “the new guy”. 🙂
~P. H. Burdette