I set up my 102 gallon as a damsel tank: I love their color and fast movement. I traded off most of my corals during the change from my 54 gallon (which is now a freshwater) to the 102—and I’m trying to get the corals built back up.<\/p>\n
Now, corals once happy can grow like bandits, even the stony ones. They want water with calcium in it, at a certain ph, and they want light, and food, and to be steady. Stable. Fixed as a rock.<\/p>\n
But…certain damsels have this THING about Their Space. They want to decorate it (or not) a certain way.<\/p>\n
Had this one piece of coral (we call it a frag) that kept falling down. No matter where I put it, it’d land on the sand.<\/p>\n
Then I remembered: you know where in ‘Pirates of the Caribbean’ they say—‘Pi-rate.’ ” Well. I’m picking up this frag for the umpteenth time, trying to keep it alive, and I see this fat little 3-stripe damsel (vertical slanting black and white stripes) unafraid of God or devil and hovering. And I think: “Oh, yeah. Dam-sel.”<\/p>\n
Yep. An hour later that carefully wedged-in frag was on the bottom again. Put it back. DOwn again within the hour.<\/p>\n
At this point I get in, soaked to the shoulder, retrieve the frag, and get some ‘reef putty’, that green white-cored stinky stuff well-known to plumbers. YOu knead it til it’s white, and you put the frag’s little butt in it, and you shove it in a hole in the rock. It shapes to the rock, dries hard, and that frag is stuck.<\/p>\n
Little so-and-so struck at my hand when I put that frag back in. I persisted and pasted it to the rockwork.<\/p>\n
So far, so good. The poor battered frag is starting to bloom again. The damsel is annoyed, but thus far it hasn’t taken it down.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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