Amore is my first betta, but he's, in reality, my third. There were two others
before him that died. I got him on November 15 2001. This was after my other betta-who didn't have a name-passed on from dropsy(I
think). I saw him and thought; "He's big and red and look at those pectoral fins!" (The ones up by there face that are usually
clear) they were red! I thought he was just beautiful, hence the reason I got him. So-when I got him home-I dumped him in
a big 2¼-gallon octagonal tank and he was thrilled! I had him for a while before he earned his name "Amore" it really did
just kind-a come to me though. I almost named him "Starry Eyes" cause of the sparkly blue dots in his eyes, but I decided
on "Amore", it fit him so well.
When I had had him for a little while I decided to add a snail to his tank,
I named the snail "Napoli" (Napoli has since passed on) and put it in his tank. He was a little disturbed by the way it would
detach it's self from the wall and almost land on him, but they got used to each other. One Friday night, I looked at him
and he was on his side, I thought for sure this was the end of "Amore." But I was wrong the oxygen supply in his tank was
turned down and he propped himself rite back up and went on with his day-to-day. Amazing. I still think, to this day, that
he was drugged up, too much oxygen for a betta. He's weird that way. In about
January or December I added a black moor to my collection and Pasta Fazool, a golden mystery snail (he is still with us).
Amore and Plopty (Plopty, who is no longer with us) got along well at first, eventually I had to take Amore out of the big
tank and put him in a betta holder, cause he was bighting Plopty's fins. I added Volare to my collection on December 20th
2001. Amore had company next to him now, either was too thrilled about this.
Around the last few days of 2001 I got my ten-gallon aquarium. Plopty was happy-at least-about this. Amore and Plopty were
the first to enjoy the bigness of it. Then the next day I added Volare, taking Amore out. Amore kind-a sulked that I'd been
so mean as to put him in something smaller. Then around January I added Roma and Loday to my tank and Roma wouldn't allow
bettas to co-exist with him, he'd pick at their fins. So both Amore and Volare went out.
Once I was
preparing him for spawning and I overfed him. He was back to normal about the over feeding very quickly, thank
goodness.
I regret to write this, but all things must come to an end and Amore's life did on December 20th 2003.
He lived a good life, he was well taken care of and went relativly painlessly, as far as I could tell. Amore is the only betta
I've ever barried and the most special betta I'd ever had. But his death made room for another betta that will become as special
as him in a different way. So good by for good, Amore and That's a Wrapp.