RIP Lil' Fishie
Truly one of the coolest fish I've had. He was the toughest, definitely. Battled Mirror-fish and ping-pong balls for minutes. He was curious, too. If he could see the bottom of his tank through a rock, he'd swim under the rock and try to find the bottom of the bottom. He used to take naps, too, I'd find him "dead" on his favorite decoration and it would scare me half to death until he'd jump up and swim to my face. Flaring, of course. He loved bloodworms more than *anything*. For the first five months I had him, that was all he would eat. When I first got him, he had such bad SBD that his back was up out of the water. I was going to name him Halsey, but because I didn't think he'd make it, he got the name Lil' Fishie. I originally got him because my sister bought him for me - she wanted me to "fix him" so he'd become his beautiful purple self and match her room. He beat that the SBD and I pirated him about two weeks and he turned into what you see above.
RIP Lil' Fishie