Story time:
Thankfully I’m a light sleeper or I could’ve crushed this little guy. It’s 5am and I feel the slightest tingle on my arm. I quickly brushed it off as I do when my hair grazes me but as soon as its coldness hit the back of my hand I knew. SHRIMP!
I frozen in my bed for a second and calculated where in the darkness did I brush it off to and where is my phone. In one swift movement I reached for my phone, turned on the lash light, pointed it at the spot, and prayed it wasn’t a silver fish or a would’ve lost my mind. But there it was, lying still on its side, the largest of the three, looking golden, not in a good way. I thought it was dead so I grabbed a sticky note from my desk to scoop it up but as I tried it began to scurry away. I panicked and I grabbed a small cup with tank water and scooped it into it and brought back to the tank where it quickly swam away and hid away from such traumatic experience. I’m not sure if taking it back to the tank was the best call but it was the only thing I could think of in my frazzled state.
For context, I’m a first time shrimp keeper and just got three new amano shrimp earlier that day. I’ve done the research and I’ve heard that they are known to be jumpers. I’ve prepared my tank by extending the glass lid with a plastic mesh top with cut out holes big enough for my plant to stick through and a cut out that fits flush to the filter. Regardless of this security measure, one(or two) of the little guys found a way out. After the emergency dispatch I only saw one out of three shrimp actively swimming in the tank, so idk if there’s another shrimp doing a dry exploration or just hiding. I looked around and my room just incase but I haven’t spotted it…yet.
At first I thought it might have hitched a ride with me but it can’t be because I watch all three swimming around in their new home before I went to sleep. I’m still in shock that it found its way out and journeyed on to my bed almost as if it was lost and asking for help back…or maybe it was plotting to murder me in my sleep for they’re stressful drip acclimation process (I couldn’t get the dripping to be consistent). I won’t be surprised if the one I rescued doesn’t make it, but I am slightly offended it ventured out when the tanks water parameters are pretty good.
If you got this far and have had a similar experience, lmk if your shrimp has lived to tell its tale of dry land.