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Fishy Questions

Would it be cruel/stupid pet ownership to get a betta to keep in your college dorm?

I am heading off to college in a couple of weeks, and I have to leave my hamster at home--we cannot have animals like that in our dorms, though I am fairly certain that we can have fish. I think I will sort of miss having an animal around to be my pet/friend--does anyone know what I mean? Anyway, I do not want to get a pet simply for the companionship, and end up accidentally mistreating him by keeping him in a too-small tank or any of that.

EDITED BECAUSE LITERALLY THIRTY SECONDS AFTER I POSTED THIS, I GOOGLED MY OWN QUESTION AND FOUND THE MAIN ANSWER. SO INSTEAD...
How do *you* take care of your betta? Have you come across any helpful tips as to keeping them healthy? Do they only eat dried bloodworms, or do you give them other foods, as a treat or something? How long have you had your betta?

Have you ever had fish (not just bettas, I mean fish in general)? What kinds of fish were they, and how long did it/they live?

I had a pink kissing gourami named Hootie, who honestly lived about seven or eight years. (Which amazed me, since their life expectancy is about 5 years, and, to be honest, I got him when I was younger and, as a result, rarely cleaned his tank. Not quite the best pet ownership, but kissers can apparently adapt to most water conditions...)


Also, my father bought a few fish, including one that is related to pirhanas--it was a Pacu, and when we got him he was, you know, about the size of most of the fish in the pet store. And then he grew. And grew. In just a few years, he was almost 20 inches long and we had had to custom-build a huge tank for him. We bought kibble for him, since obviously just dried fish flakes were nowhere near enough, and he loved chicken livers. We also bought some feeder goldfish, only to discover that they *scared* this fish (who was literally the size of a small dog, I believe), and, as a result, lived to grow up into full-sized fish. Our large fish, whom we named Jonah, became very much a member of our family.

But, as many of you in the midwest may remember, there was a blackout several years ago, and his tank stopped running, so he unfortunately died while we were in South Dakota. We weighed him when we got home--he had been left sitting in our backyard by our aunt (who obviously did not want the smell of our poor friend stinking up the house), in the sun for a few days, with a few of the neighborhood stray cats nibbling on him, and he still weighed 14 pounds.

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