What a difference a day makes! I went to bed last night saying a little prayer for the little squeak. He was showing some improvement last night but still looked a little touch and go. I woke up this morning to find him swimming all over the cup and happily blowing bubbles. He has a little color on his fins now too. You would never know this fish was lying listlessy on his side when I brought him home yesterday. I wonder if he just wasn't starving to death. I fed him a second time yesterday and he scarfed it all up like he heard thanksgiving was cancelled.
And I managed to get another fish in the house without dh grumbling. He gave me the look when he saw the tank out yesterday and I explained he may not make this morning. This morning, he put his hand on my shoulder as I was feeding little squeak and said that I had such a heart for down trodden animals and he loved that about me.
I hope little squeak is a girl as I am planning a sorority. Otherwise I will have to split the planned 10 gallon into 3 rather than 2 for the boys.