I think he's PMSing.
He is MY fish, after all. He won't eat, he doesn't even want to swim. Poor 'lil guy just sits there most of the time.
Actually, he's building a bubble-nest. I don't know if that's the technical term or not, but it means he's looking for Mrs. Commodore and he's making the bubble nest to put the eggs in.
Sorry buddy. You'll be waiting a lifetime. No beta babies for me.
Wanna see?
That's him, sulking moodily underneath the bubble nest.
Here's a close-up. In case you're super excited about my depressed fish.
See? Toldja I'm exciting.
HA.
Leah
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