Yesterday we lost our dear snail, Sheldon. He was with us for one month, his actual age is undetermined as we do not know how long he was alive before we adopted him at the beginning of October. His death was a bit of a surprise, we have no idea why he ended up floating, foot crusty and unresponsive, in our tank less than 24 hours after we cleaned it.
The kids took it surprisingly well when we broke the news at breakfast this morning. No tears were shed, I think they expected it when he had floated all afternoon yesterday (a floating snail does not necessarily mean death, and Sheldon sometimes floated and then acted fine, but he had never floated for so many hours before).
We were planning on adding a new fish to our tank this weekend anyway (we are proud members of the Free Fish of the Month club at Jack's), and so we may get a Sheldon 2 while we are there. We are going to ask first if we were taking care of him correctly, and how long they are expected to live. He did provide entertainment to watch, but may not be worth getting another one if we can expect it to die within a month's time as well.
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