!@#$ ROCKS!

So, yesterday morning I looked at the rocks and said to myself "We really need some better real estate for the coral" and thought "Well, we could always get a few more pieces of live rock to rearrange the corner".  This was a very, very, bad idea.  It was bad on an almost atronomical level, it was so bad that I should have been drug into the bedroom by my cats and beaten with the pillows and their fluffy tails until I came to my senses. 

Of course our cats never did this because they don't care about me, and Frank thought it was a great idea.  If he wasn't so sweet and innocent I would be absolutely sure that they were plotting against me.  Even though he is caring, gentle, wonderful, and innocent, I am still suspicious. 

New Coral, Old Problems

Our Flowerpot is still not opening fully, but after yet another movement it appears somewhat happier in the tank.  We've managed to get it to partially extend all of the polyps and are hoping that it will continue to acclimate and become a healthy happy tank member in time.  I'm still not convinced that we should keep it, frankly we seem to be in over our heads with this fellow. 

Yesterday we brought home two new coral, and they will be our last additions for some time in that department unless I can get my hands on an Actinodiscus sp., I am very fond of their shape and they appear to be very easy to keep.  I think that it would do well in the tank and give us some added diversity in our selections.  Our two newest additions are doing very well and appear entirely happy at the fact that they have been brought home which is a welcome change from our despondent Flowerpot.  I am hoping to get some photographs up today. 

Coral! Eels! Cats!

We have coral!  Pretty beautiful frags that will grow across the rocks and make our tank even more wonderful.  I've only kicked a snail off of my coral three times thusfar and contemplated smashing him with a hammer twice.

Beware my horrible mobile phone pictures: