This past Saturday, i came home from lunch and was looking forward to feeding my very friendly flowerhorn. I looked in the tank and could not see him anywhere. He wasn't hiding in his usual spots, at that point i already knew he was on the floor somewhere. I moved the dresser on the side and sure enough, i saw him laying on the floor covered with dust. As soon as I saw him i already knew he was dead, but then i saw his tail flip once, picked him up and threw him in the tank. His gill slowly moved just a little, so i held him in my hand and let the hob filter flow on his face. Slowly but surely he began to breathe. 2 days later hes back to his peppy self, always up waiting for me in the morning.
