Oh gosh,on Sunday, I thought for sure one of the sick Betta's my friend bought from the store was going to die. He had major fin melt, was breathing heavy, would not eat a thing and was stiff as a board. It was worse before I went to bed, expecting in the morning to have a burial.



But, as I woke up Monday morning, I found him still alive, still doing the same thing. But I noticed something...the food in his cup was gone! I tried feeding him again later that night, but he wouldn't take anything and was going downhill again.

I should have had more hope in him, he had been fighting this fin melt for about 3 weeks when I first saw him at the Pet store.

I woke up this morning....and he was moving around a TON more! And his fins are separating!   And he ate! He is even flaring at his neighbors now!

I am just-so happy!

He has yet to be named, but I want to name him either after a character or person who kept fighting despite the impossible odds. I would probably have a name for him now, but its early and my brain is not functioning well xDDD

And even more good news! Bruce, the sick Crowntail is also extremely active and eating now! And the Crowntail girls (Little Psycho an Victim XD) with velvet only have a few specks of Velvet left on them!

Today is a good day!