I was sitting here earlier (duh, like I do anything else?) and heard this weird noise coming from the fish tank (a little 2 gallon plexiglass thing). It sounds like the filter pump is on the fritz. I’m in the middle of a game and decide to look into it as soon as I finish the level. Then, with a snap, the sound stops. Oops.
I go look in the tank and the filter is still running. But one of the trumpet snails has been smashed by the spinning pump.
I take out the filter housing and go to the kitchen where I take it apart and work his broken body out of the space he is stuck in. Over half of his shell is gone. I figure he’s dead and I lay him on a paper towel and get to work cleaning the filter out. There’s another snail in there too and Lorna takes it back to the tank for me. Then I realize the half-snail is moving. It is actually still alive.
I put a little bit of water in the bottom of the housing and put the snail in there, figuring if it can move about in there, then he just might make it. I get to work cleaning out the pipe, determined to not look to see how he is doing. I do, however, finally look and he’s not moved. I decide to poke him and realize the water is very cold. I dump it out and refill it with tepid water and get back to the slimy pipe.
I see later that he is moving around some and figure well, maybe he’ll live. I leave everything out to dry and go to the living room. Lorna goes into the kitchen for something and comes back later saying I’d better do something about the half-snail before he crawls out of the housing. We decide that if he can climb that far, then he should be just fine back in the tank. I drop him in on top of the plant so that he can roll safely to the bottom. A little while later, he is making his way over a marble, eating the slime as he goes.
We jokingly called the half-snail Johnny No-Butt but decided that wasn’t very nice. Madagascar Trumpet Snails are long and pointed. This one was one of our largest, about an 1.5″ long or more. He has just one and a half coils now, the last one ending in a swoop. These snails, like most others, don’t add a coil onto the end. They add it just behind the head “cowling” thing. Trumpet Snails give live birth and are “self-pollinating”. Think snail bunnies. The babies are these little opaque blobs with black blobs inside. Anyway, the half-snail will never again have a nice point, and he will be open at both ends, but he should grow some more and regain a little more padding beyond his little black butt.
left: Madagascar Trumpet Snail; right: another snail but good view of the head “cowling”
(images from Applesnail.net)
Because of the way the broken shell ends, it reminded me of a Mobius Strip. So that is his name. Mobius, or Mobi for short. Now we have Mobius and Sumo, the goldfish.
Oh, and why were the snails in the filter? Because the little shits climb in there, that’s why. I haven’t figured out how they do it, although I have my suspicions. I’ve only found the largest ones in there, never a smaller one. These snails are excellent for keeping the substrate (ie gravel) cleaned up since they basically live in there and only come out at night (and to venture into the filter).