After all I've been through with my 75g in the last week. Having lost 5 fish to the evil fish killing devil and one having no faith in me at all decided to fly the tank, I was trying to make up to them all by buying them some tasty crawlers.
Well they loved it! My BP's in particular. One so much so that after a rather healthy bite she decided she was gonna die and go to fishey heaven.
Oh heck no I said over me dead body! I scooped her up and yes folks I truly did preform CPR on my fish. No our lips did not really touch although I was willing to go that far iffin I had to. She was laying upside down on the bottom of the tank! What would ya'll have done?
I shook her silly! She actually BURPED a bubble. I set her in the net (a very big one) and she settled on the bottom of it. I was about to cry. I walked into the kitchen to finish supper and as I walk back (praying) to the tank to my wonderious joy she was sooooooooo peeeeed off trying to get outta the net.


I hope she learned her lesson about biting off more then she could chew
