reefer gladness
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I'd had enough of my peppermint shrimp, I originally bought 4 hoping 1 would eat aiptasia in my last tank. One did and wiped out the aiptasia and offed the other 3 peppermint shrimp as well within a few weeks. Soon after he started making meals out of perfectly healthy snails. I dubbed him 'The Terminator'.
Most recently he's been slowly eating my sand-sifting star alive, piece by piece, leg by leg until there's only the center body part of the star remains (but is still alive).
So I had enough of the peppermint and managed to net him late last night/early AM. I thought I'd managed to get him into my sump area, tossed the net into the storage room and went to bed. Today I went looking for him and couldn't find him anywhere, it bothered me and then it occurred he might have still been stuck inside the big net I used the night before.
Sure enough, the shrimp was in the net, had been there for at least 9 hours out of water in a storage room that dropped well below 60 degrees last night. I figured he was a goner of course and just plopped him into the trash bin - and then I noticed he was moving. So I picked him up again and this time did get him into the sump area and sure enough he's scooting around looking for another meal. Incredibly surprised the little bugger survived and he's been renamed 'Lucky'
Most recently he's been slowly eating my sand-sifting star alive, piece by piece, leg by leg until there's only the center body part of the star remains (but is still alive).
So I had enough of the peppermint and managed to net him late last night/early AM. I thought I'd managed to get him into my sump area, tossed the net into the storage room and went to bed. Today I went looking for him and couldn't find him anywhere, it bothered me and then it occurred he might have still been stuck inside the big net I used the night before.
Sure enough, the shrimp was in the net, had been there for at least 9 hours out of water in a storage room that dropped well below 60 degrees last night. I figured he was a goner of course and just plopped him into the trash bin - and then I noticed he was moving. So I picked him up again and this time did get him into the sump area and sure enough he's scooting around looking for another meal. Incredibly surprised the little bugger survived and he's been renamed 'Lucky'