It's all gone.

With much sadness, the tank was taken down last month. I accepted a new job in we are relocating to Wisconsin. I was able to sell some pieces of corals to a friend that actually sold me must of the live rock to me when I started, because he was moving. Also, I got the local FS guy to come over and he took the tank down and boxed it up in an hour or so. Then he sold a lot of the livestock to one of his clients and the rest went to the local FS for a store credit. Oh well. I will come back bigger and better. I promise!

Updated view of the tank

Full view of the tank.

Bubble Coral & Maroon Clown

I recently added this maroon clown and it has become attached to the bubble coral. This is a bit odd since they do that with anemones. They have a neat relationship and the clown now nips my hand every time that it gets too close to the coral as he defends his home.

Bristleworm

I caught this nasty guy in my tank. I believe is some kind of bristle worm. I had been seeing him for a few days in the same spot. I identified the rock that he was using as a home and luckily it was one I could pick up. When I did, I raised the rock to the surface and turned it around and there it was, coiled up in a hole. I scooped him out with one of my tools. It was actually fairly easy to do, so I know I am lucky. I researched it on the internet and most sites say that it is harmful to corals. Some sites say that they can be harmless and are good scavengers. I decided to not take chances. Especially since I think he ate my red sea pulsating xenias.

I can't find Nemo!

My one year old percula clown jumped out of the tank last Saturday night. He used to sleep right on the surface against the glass. I am guessing that it got scared and jumped a bit and that was enough for him to clear the back of the tank. In the mornings, while the lunar lights were on, I could hear him his splash on the surface scared as you walked by the tank. This is not my first fish suicide. A couple of months back I lost a beautiful wrasse. In prior years, I have lost others. A six line wrasses and an awesome valentini puffer comes to mind. I am pretty upset about this one though. My son called him Marlin (Nemo’s dad). My son has not realized yet that Marlin is gone. I guess it’s back to the store now and the question is to replace or to get something different.