Thanks, I did feed him a piece of shrimp that he closed over, he seemed eager. Well, if he does decide to have live cocktail shrimp, I hope he's hungy because I have two in there!
Here's a pic of him, whom my husband calls "your enema" or "you emenie" (maybe he'll learn) while he was squished up against the rock, he had fallen and he couldn't get up. He moved during the night, so he's in a better place now. If he stays like that, I can live with it because, well, I did pay for him, I'd kind of like to see his face, not his rear end!
, I wanted to help him when he fell over, just a little, but my husband quoted your advice, he wouldn't let me touch the guy!