Its always something with me. I don't think God wants me to have Bettas... Well, first Chance kills my other betta (as many of you know) and I just got him back to health. I ended up buying a new betta (Brooklyn) and he wasn't doing to well at first. Now, he's doing ok, but I aquired back my old betta's from Chris (Furallicah) and I ended up giving him back Chance's brother, Scorpio. Well, Scorpio just had a scare and we were afraid he was gonna die. So, that's so far, 3 things. Well, I have a new coppery gold betta male (no name yet, nothing fits) and he has finrot (arrrrrrggg!) so that's 4. My two females are peachy keen, so I'm happy, but THEN Chance is being attacked by Raphy (my catfish) and his fins are torn and chance has turned white with black stressmarks and he freaks out whenever I leave him alone. UGGGG! I'm gonna divide a 5 gallon to put Chance and Brooklyn in so he will be away from Raphy. I may get him a snail buddy, cause he liked being with Raphy til he started trying to kill him.