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Olive Anthias (cont.) |
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like the Bicolors did. They are obviously
very hardy. So all in all, I'm
happy with the decision to try them
out. Without the benefit of loud colors
and loud behavior, they've managed
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Chromis Go!
No real changes here.
Since the fragging of their former home
(Acro 19), it's been interesting to watch
them search out new places to bed down.
Some simply use the frags, wedging themselves
under them, while others try out spots
here and there until they find something
they like. In the daytime, they don't
school much unless something frightens
them. They don't show much in
the way of aggression although one
chromis in particular seems to enjoy
running the Copperband for a few seconds. |
Hawkfish Go!
Website mascot, he finally has a name:
Wiseguy. It was bestowed upon him by
a non-reefing visitor who was so fascinated
by his antics, he hardly noticed anything
else in the tank. So Wiseguy is fine.
Lately, he has begun to be harassed
by the Pseudochromis (it also has a
name, but I'd rather not go into
it here) but he largely ignores it
since there's no physical contact
as of yet. When disturbed or just when
he wants to be alone, he'll retreat
into the thicket of brown M. digitata
where nothing at all can get to him
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Copperband
Butterfly (Mueller's) Go!
Still doing well. Its task of Aiptasia
control long since accomplished,
it has successfully weaned itself
onto a diet of Selcon soaked PE
Mysis, Enriched Brine Shrimp, and
the occasional pod or baby bristle
worm it finds in the live rock. It
will sometimes be harassed by the
Tangs or one of the Chromis for a
brief moment but there is never any
contact. Nevertheless, there must
be a bit of stress involved because
the fish seems to be constantly covered
with 'ick, sometimes to the
point where it looks like it was
dropped in powdered sugar. The funny
thing is that this never seems to
bother him or spread to the other
fish. So other than treat his food
with a garlic suppliment, I just
leave it alone.
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With all wrasse and hogfish summarily
vanquished, the little psycho has
now turned his reign of terror towards
the hawkfish. Fortunately, the hawk
refuses to let itself be chased and
will instead hunker down in a crevice,
leaving the pseudo to flash, jerk,
and violently wriggle itself about
harmlessly some distance above. I'd
ask what the lifespan of a pseudo
is but after over four years now,
I'm somewhat afraid of the
answer. Still though, whenever it
goes, a party is planned and I'm
sure Wiseguy will buy a round for
the house. |
Tangs Go!
Bristletooth
Doing well. No changes. |
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