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so grateful for plasticity
Apr. 8th, 2009 06:36 pmOne of my slugs escaped today. Okay, he escaped out of the isolation jug into the larger tank. I have a bunch of them that I've done various surgical procedures to that I'm keeping in jugs - mostly at this point to keep track which is which.
This one is my champion eater. Since slugs gets more interested in food when other slugs are eating, every time I'm trying to get any of the other slugs to eat, I offer this one, nicknamed Hungry Mungry, food. So he seems pretty clear that when he smells seaweed, it is for him.
This was greatly to my benefit today. While I was trying to figure out what to do about my runaway (now hidden among a bunch of other slugs - and really, I do *not* want to try to get a bunch of slugs to stick out their feeding graspers so I can see which one has a small incision in the surface) I fed a couple of my other post surgical slugs. A few seconds after the seaweed in the water, one of the slugs in the main tank stuck up his head and started waving it around, while all the others kept about their sluggy business. I grabbed the head wavey one, put him in the now empty jug, and offered him so food. And he stuck out his grasper, and indeed, it was my escapee Hungry Mungry.
This one is my champion eater. Since slugs gets more interested in food when other slugs are eating, every time I'm trying to get any of the other slugs to eat, I offer this one, nicknamed Hungry Mungry, food. So he seems pretty clear that when he smells seaweed, it is for him.
This was greatly to my benefit today. While I was trying to figure out what to do about my runaway (now hidden among a bunch of other slugs - and really, I do *not* want to try to get a bunch of slugs to stick out their feeding graspers so I can see which one has a small incision in the surface) I fed a couple of my other post surgical slugs. A few seconds after the seaweed in the water, one of the slugs in the main tank stuck up his head and started waving it around, while all the others kept about their sluggy business. I grabbed the head wavey one, put him in the now empty jug, and offered him so food. And he stuck out his grasper, and indeed, it was my escapee Hungry Mungry.
