Tonight I took Benjamin to four stores in search of a female betta fish. Finally, the last pet store had one lone, remaining female and in minutes she was whisked home as a companion for Zen, the male betta.
Between stores, Benjamin educated me on the successful pairing of the male and female betta, along with detailed description of their reproductive habits. I wish them well in their mating endeavours, although I was informed she may be killed by Zen during the mating process.
It doesn't sound very Zen-like to me.
