AluYasha

Today I lost Julius, my DTHM I just got about a month ago. I have not had bettas for a while and he was my first back into it. I felt I connection to him immediately, I felt a bond with him that I had only felt with one other betta, Abacus, who was my first betta as an adult on my own years ago. I am still in shock, he was here one minute and gone the next. I came home today at 9pm and he was floating vertically and unresponsive. I had seen him just an hour before, he was his usual adventurous self. Flaring at the cats, zipping around the tank, inspecting his plants and begging for food. Only about two hours after I first noticed him acting

After much discussion and debate and with not many other options I decided to rehome June to a friend. He was becoming more and more aggressive to the fish and I was unable to move him to another tank, also I do not have the room for the bigger tank that he would have needed. Plus many other factors. Though I am saddened by letting him go, I am happy for where he went to. I gave him to a friend who has a 450 gallon (yes, a 450g) that is entirely setup for big crayfish. He already has a group of crays, each with their own underground cave network with some beautiful sand. June can now grow as large as he wants and even mate with a lady cray if

So yesterday I woke up in the morning to find a dead balloon molly in the 20g where Margaret, the marbled crayfish, lives. I know crayfish are known to kill fish but I honestly did not suspect her. She has never attacked the fish before and would even let them rub up against her without reacting. Well this morning I wake up to find yet another chewed up balloon molly, this one still alive. She is ripped up to all hell and swimming crooked. I went to get a net to take her out to treat her and Margaret jumps off a rock, lands on the molly, and drags her away! I managed to poke her under a rock and made her let go. The Molly is now in a QT tank