Found this sad looking boy yesterday at the worst Petsmart in the city. I wasn't intending to go there but it was on the way home. I've named him Courage because that's what he needs ... just a little to help him recover.
I was so worried about this little guy ... he's afraid of everything. He freaks out at the slightest vibrations and is terrified of me. But I've given him a plant and am going to drop a bit of BWE in his hospital tank to make him even more secure. He coloured up from this:
I have a feeling he's got some post traumatic stress, for whatever reason .... you would too, if you were cooped up in a cold, filthy little cup for what seems like forever .... just keep him in your thoughts. I really want him to make it. Anyway, more updates as they happen. :)