
He had obviously made an unusually quiet jump, normally there's some banging that precedes finding said fish on the floor somewhere within 10 feet of the tank. After rushing water thru his gills he began to move rather weakly and I let him go. He basically fell right to the bottom, and has been there gasping ever since.
So after telling the kitty what a good boy he is for saving the fish, I'm watching to see if the Wrasse pulls out of this mess.
Buster has been laying right up next to the tank ever since. I look at him and think "Aw, he cares".
Yeah, right..

