Little Munchung appears too weak to even eat now. I dropped some food in for her. She tried to raise her head from the gravel floor a bit, but the effort seemed to tire her out. She only has the energy to keep breathing now. The stupid human moved the waterfall filter, and the sudden rush of current sort of blew her farther back in the tank. Poor little girl struggled to stay upright, but just couldn't, and just let it take her. Now she lies under the shade of rock and plant, body a bit curled up where she's lost all her weight. You can start to see through the skin a bit to the organs beneath. But she's still breathing, still flapping that one little fin now and then when we peak in, to show us she's still with us. What a strong, weak little fish. We'll just keep watch over you, Munchung, until you've had enough.