Plip plop, flip flop.
The guppies went into the 55. Rhaegar went into the FIVE.
I still can't believe what a hare-brained idiot I am.
I thought about upgrading Andy's tank to an actual 10. I have a bazillion 10-gallon tanks sitting around. I've decided I don't want my stand collapsing. I have no idea how much it can hold, but why push it? Right now I have one big tank and two betta tanks. That's really enough. And now that I can see him up close, I do see that Rhaegar's fins have been nipped a bit. He'll be happier here, ultimately, I hope. I know that five gallons probably isn't enough for four guppies. A big part of my concern was the fry; when they come every month, who will eat them and keep the population in check? The big tank is a better place for them. The provide interest in the top level of the tank.
Their tails are starting to heal, I think.
I'm sitting next to Rhaegar and he's next to me. This is way more personable. Bettas enjoy socializing with their people. I'll make the five gallon his planted home and enjoy the driftwood. I put a piece of wisteria in there that I lopped off from the 55. Several pieces. This can be my mini project. I'll order some cherry shrimp today for both Rhaegar and Jerkface's tanks.
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