So, yesterday morning when I woke up Cooper was floating vertically, barely breathing. I changed his water thinking his water change on Sunday might have had something bad in it. Covered his tank, made sure he was warm enough and wished for the best. Last night he was laying on the bottom of the tank and I swear I never saw his gills move once. I planned on burying him in the garden today.
I finally got up my nerve to look about an hour ago and this is what I found. My baby decided it wasn't his time after all! He's still a little shakey but he is actually swimming around and begging for food.
He's so beautiful.
My youngest son is going to be so happy when he sees his Cooper today. He'll probably think I switched fish on him.