Oh yea...and the fate of the bad little crab...

I forgot to mention... I found that little red-eyed devil crab who ate a nice steak dinner's worth of fish last month. I kept wondering why my goby and anthias were always so stressed. That little asshole hid, but kept at these weaker fish until they finally gave up. The guys at the shop showed me a picture of the offender so that I knew what to remove once I had the rocks and everything out of the old tank. When I found him, I placed him in a bowl and took him back to the shop. Before we fed him to the resident 12 inch long puffer, I asked if such a small crab could eat such large fish. It turns out that these are mean little fuckers. I'm not sure what kind he was exactly, but the puffer fish sure liked him. We made him walk the plank...he fell in the puffer tank and didn't even hit the bottom before he was sucked up with a vengeance. The fish ate him with such force (in one gulp, two chews) one of his legs shot off into the corner of the tank. HAH! Serves 'im right. So I'm going to have to be very careful in selecting any new rocks for the tank. You can bet I made sure there were no hitchhikers in the rocks I purchased this weekend. Little destructive fuckers!