I waited one week too long to move the remaining prawns back to the warmth of the tank inside my classroom lab.
Friday night was a cold one, as was Saturday night, and I dropped the ball.
What I should have done is flushed the tank with our 72 degree well water on those cold nights.
Ironically, today was the day I planned to carry them in to school.
There were ALOT more shrimp in here before "Mayhem" the coon struck repeatedly.
I got tired of trapping and transporting him ... what's that saying about the definition of insanity?
Yeah, that one.
So I rigged some hog panel fencing over the top to keep him from fishing the shrimp off the submerged mesh that they liked to climb upon at night.
That was working pretty well.
They weren't all this big of course, but here's what an ALPHA male Macrobrachium rosenbergii looks like.
That big one was 15 inches from telson to the tip his of chelipeds.
The water was cold and the shrimp looked fresh, so it was a tempting thought to eat them ... only, I didn't know for sure when they croaked.
I stifled that idea, but I did preserve about eight of the biggest males in a jar of alcohol so we can use them in class when we study crustaceans.
The others were frozen for bait/fish food.
We (my students and I) are going to order a new batch of postlarvae baby shrimp soon.
I will share that too of course.
This is a cheliped in case you hadn't googled that yet, Miz S.