Growing up "on the water" started this for me as a very small child. We lived on the Gulf, and I started shrimping with my brother at age 9. I LOVED IT. But everytime that net dropped on the deck of the boat, instead of seeing shrimp, my focus was always on the dead fish, the many seahorses, starfish, and puffers. That always broke my heart to see. One day (I was married by this time) I actually came across a seahorse that was alive. Instead of putting it back, I decided I was going to try and keep it. A friend had S/W tanks, so I took it there for them to raise. Well, 3 days later, there were babies everywhere! I was hooked then, and that was 22 years ago.
