Me, because he's not in my display tank! I'll be taking another rock downstairs shortly -- if I still hear him clacking tonight, I'll know I didn't grab the right rock. It's a waiting game, but I will absolutely win.I think we know who is winning this battle thus far...
The Pennywise graveyard of littered shell bits and prey remnants outside its hidey-hole, the tell-tale clacking you can hear from across the room, its super wiley ways, and my spidey senses. I bet he's just an ugly brown one, but how rad would it be if he's one of the crazy colored ones?!I missed something. How do we know it’s a mantis shrimp?