While feeding the dozens of FatHead Dendro’s my beautiful 4” Orange Back Wrasse manged to jump threw a 2” gap and landed behind the tank.
Blindly I struggled to reach behind the tank, sweeping my hand along the cold tile floor. To great surprise I felt him, grabbed him and had him back into the tank in less than 20 seconds. With his eyes bulging out, breathing rapidly he sank to the bottom and settles on the sand bed upside down in shock.
As I watch him, shaking my head in sorrow, he flips around and darts under a rock. His fate is now a waiting game, time and prayer will bring the answer.
This maybe the end of the 40 cube. If he dies, I’m shutting down and selling out. Not to quit the hobby forever, but a break...
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Prayers for Pappa
Blindly I struggled to reach behind the tank, sweeping my hand along the cold tile floor. To great surprise I felt him, grabbed him and had him back into the tank in less than 20 seconds. With his eyes bulging out, breathing rapidly he sank to the bottom and settles on the sand bed upside down in shock.
As I watch him, shaking my head in sorrow, he flips around and darts under a rock. His fate is now a waiting game, time and prayer will bring the answer.
This maybe the end of the 40 cube. If he dies, I’m shutting down and selling out. Not to quit the hobby forever, but a break...
Prayers for Pappa