We have an awesome salt water aquarium at work. Hubbie and I actually bought the reef-ready tank when we lived in Houston about 7 or 8 years ago. A couple of weeks later, we found out we were moving to Australia, so we never filled it.
In Australia, we found a prime position for it, and had the movers put it there. Two or three years later, it was still empty, so I told hubbie we simply HAD to put it in the spare room. An empty tank in the entry way was getting hard to explain away by: “we just moved in”.
But when we moved back to Denver a couple of years ago, we thought it would be great to have at the office. So we ‘sold’ the tank to the business, and got professionals to set it up and maintain it.
Our clown fish are weird. They don’t like their anemone. Haven’t been near it – not once. Chuck, the grey thing you see moving past once in a while, will eat out of hubbie’s hand. CBS, the Coral Banded Shrimp hanging upside down there to the left of the anemone will routinely shed his entire body, so it looks like he’s dead in the bottom of the tank, until you realize that’s just his old skin.
It’s a great thing to have in the office, and we get really attached to our fish – they all have names, and we get very very sad when they die.