vaclav
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hello. i’m new to the forum, and hope to find some much needed support and perspective regarding bettas. i love my bettas. and then they die. not all of them have died, but certainly some of my favorites. i know it all comes down to water quality. and human error. which is water quality. sigh.
i must admit, i got in deep, and i’ve been over my head, since i got me first tank in february of this year. now i have six 9.2 gallon tanks. as for life, each tank has one betta, four to six pygmy corys, and one mystery snail, one ramshorn snail, and several nerite snails, since they won’t reproduce in fresh water. each tank has a gravel substrate, a variety of java ferns, java moss, bucephalandra, all bound to lava rocks with superglue and thread.
as for equipment, each tank has a thermo smart 100 external filter, and i pimped these filters so hard i felt dirty. they are packed with seacham matrix as well as the foam that came fitted in the canister, and i even slipped in a trimmed piece of water polishing material. i fitted the hoses with double tap quick release valves that allow for flow adjustment water turn off, and each tank has an air stone, also with valves for air flow control. the aquarium ends of the hoses are fitted with glass lily pipes, poppy for outflow, and mesh wire screens cover the intake pipes.
titan, a grand fellow with long flowy fins, succumbed to what must have been a grisly death, when a fin got caught in the tiny glass groove of the intake pipe, and he drowned! it was terrible! but i learned i had to protect fragile fins from intake pipes.
zoom zoom jumped out of a small quarantine tank where i put him for a few days because i didn’t have another tank set up for the new fish i had just gotten, and he didn’t like small. i found him on the floor covered in dog hair. i thought he was still alive, and put him in salt water and then he shuddered and was truly dead. sigh. i left the lid off of the tank. another hard learned lesson.
and then there was goro. goro died last night. he’d been so happy. so zoomy. always swimming around and around. then he got sluggish. stayed on the bottom. swam on his side. developed popeye. i used metroplex, kanaplex, aquarium salt, an epsom salt dip. not all at once! but over the course of a couple weeks, starting with the aquarium salt. and of course water changes, and i tested the water, to make sure it was staying stable. he continued eating! not a lot, but he didn’t stop eating. i was truly heartened by what i thought was improvement, and now he’s dead too. sigh. water quality? it had to be.
back to my topic, betta love and loss. i love my bettas, but i feel like i love them to death. is this part of the hobby i just have to accept? i know there has been a huge learning curve for me. the perils of over feeding, too much flow, not enough, too much of a water change, not enough of a water change, a sudden cessation in filter function, stable temperatures, unguarded intake pipes, uncovered aquariums. sometimes i know i do things wrong, to err is human, but sometimes i believe i’m doing everything right, and still it’s not enough to keep everyone alive.
oh, and i have a 29 g peapuffer tank, and two 44 g sorority betta tanks, and another tank full of daphnia, and a freezer full of bloodworms, and so many fluval bug bites, i sometimes forget that i ever had a life outside of cleaning and maintaining all my tanks. there is so much to know, so much nuance, and then there’s the emotional component, when the little fish friend who was doing so well! until he wasn’t, but for whom you read a hundred articles on disease, and another hundred on treatments, whom you then crossed your fingers and treated, and hoped for a good outcome, only to see another beloved another betta become snail food. that’s the part that is getting me down. it’s just a fish, i say to myself, trying to assuage the sorrow, and yet the responsibility for these tiny losses of fantastically scaled life haunts me.
i must admit, i got in deep, and i’ve been over my head, since i got me first tank in february of this year. now i have six 9.2 gallon tanks. as for life, each tank has one betta, four to six pygmy corys, and one mystery snail, one ramshorn snail, and several nerite snails, since they won’t reproduce in fresh water. each tank has a gravel substrate, a variety of java ferns, java moss, bucephalandra, all bound to lava rocks with superglue and thread.
as for equipment, each tank has a thermo smart 100 external filter, and i pimped these filters so hard i felt dirty. they are packed with seacham matrix as well as the foam that came fitted in the canister, and i even slipped in a trimmed piece of water polishing material. i fitted the hoses with double tap quick release valves that allow for flow adjustment water turn off, and each tank has an air stone, also with valves for air flow control. the aquarium ends of the hoses are fitted with glass lily pipes, poppy for outflow, and mesh wire screens cover the intake pipes.
titan, a grand fellow with long flowy fins, succumbed to what must have been a grisly death, when a fin got caught in the tiny glass groove of the intake pipe, and he drowned! it was terrible! but i learned i had to protect fragile fins from intake pipes.
zoom zoom jumped out of a small quarantine tank where i put him for a few days because i didn’t have another tank set up for the new fish i had just gotten, and he didn’t like small. i found him on the floor covered in dog hair. i thought he was still alive, and put him in salt water and then he shuddered and was truly dead. sigh. i left the lid off of the tank. another hard learned lesson.
and then there was goro. goro died last night. he’d been so happy. so zoomy. always swimming around and around. then he got sluggish. stayed on the bottom. swam on his side. developed popeye. i used metroplex, kanaplex, aquarium salt, an epsom salt dip. not all at once! but over the course of a couple weeks, starting with the aquarium salt. and of course water changes, and i tested the water, to make sure it was staying stable. he continued eating! not a lot, but he didn’t stop eating. i was truly heartened by what i thought was improvement, and now he’s dead too. sigh. water quality? it had to be.
back to my topic, betta love and loss. i love my bettas, but i feel like i love them to death. is this part of the hobby i just have to accept? i know there has been a huge learning curve for me. the perils of over feeding, too much flow, not enough, too much of a water change, not enough of a water change, a sudden cessation in filter function, stable temperatures, unguarded intake pipes, uncovered aquariums. sometimes i know i do things wrong, to err is human, but sometimes i believe i’m doing everything right, and still it’s not enough to keep everyone alive.
oh, and i have a 29 g peapuffer tank, and two 44 g sorority betta tanks, and another tank full of daphnia, and a freezer full of bloodworms, and so many fluval bug bites, i sometimes forget that i ever had a life outside of cleaning and maintaining all my tanks. there is so much to know, so much nuance, and then there’s the emotional component, when the little fish friend who was doing so well! until he wasn’t, but for whom you read a hundred articles on disease, and another hundred on treatments, whom you then crossed your fingers and treated, and hoped for a good outcome, only to see another beloved another betta become snail food. that’s the part that is getting me down. it’s just a fish, i say to myself, trying to assuage the sorrow, and yet the responsibility for these tiny losses of fantastically scaled life haunts me.