So, the post-molt BvM is a slightly more purple/green (matching the coraline and the, ahem...macro-algae in his tank) beast, and he readily accepted a small piece of cod last night. He had been refusing cod and even frozen shrimp last week, getting ready for his molt, presumably.
Anyways, I put a little piece in and waved it around on a stick, letting the delicious (I love cod as well...) aroma entice him out.
No dice...
So, never one to watse food, I let one of the larger hermits have it.
Several of the smaller hermits immediately followed their little noses (?) over and began a free-for-all over the little scrap of fish.
Suddenly, what should appear, but a hungry looking G. Viridis, eyes on the prize! He darts out, dactyls ready (I have yet to get to see him make a kill), he swoops in and...
...steals the cod from the hermits.
:|
He dragged it off, pushing two hapless hermits away, claiming the fishy treat all for himself.
Um...perhaps the killing natutre of the beast is more akin to one of the stories of the real Baron von Munchausen (A crock...).
Perhaps the BvM will turn out aggressive later on (like Tim the Supermantis), but for now...I think he's more interested in me passing the tarter sauce.
Sigh...
-Ron
Anyways, I put a little piece in and waved it around on a stick, letting the delicious (I love cod as well...) aroma entice him out.
No dice...
So, never one to watse food, I let one of the larger hermits have it.
Several of the smaller hermits immediately followed their little noses (?) over and began a free-for-all over the little scrap of fish.
Suddenly, what should appear, but a hungry looking G. Viridis, eyes on the prize! He darts out, dactyls ready (I have yet to get to see him make a kill), he swoops in and...
...steals the cod from the hermits.
:|
He dragged it off, pushing two hapless hermits away, claiming the fishy treat all for himself.
Um...perhaps the killing natutre of the beast is more akin to one of the stories of the real Baron von Munchausen (A crock...).
Perhaps the BvM will turn out aggressive later on (like Tim the Supermantis), but for now...I think he's more interested in me passing the tarter sauce.
Sigh...
-Ron