#snail husbandry

[wolftheghost]

i have begun my chaos snail husbandry journey, in an old tank i used to keep stick insects in, with some compost from the garden and some nice rocks n moss and a lil terracotta dish

been keeping them nice and moist with a mister and giving them kale, lettuce and a little apple

ive got three snails and they're all banded snails just in different colours and sizes :3 one's light yellow and smol; thats leo, ones orange and slightly bigger; thats harry and the newest friend is the biggest and mostly brown; thats bob and he's unique

Bob's unique because he's got a broken shell and can't go inside it so he just sleeps outside his shell so he's gonna need some extra maintenance to keep damp enough to stay alive but he's well worth it ^w^

happy snail husbandry everyone, and dont worry i will research into it

[snailstrailz]

I don't see a lot of people talking about Mardi Gras jesters a lot which is a little bit sad since they're my favorite jester breed (albeit they are kinda niche, since true Mardis only come from Louisiana and surrounding areas)

They are just so delightful even if they are outliers with their strict color palette and the fact that they're pretty much the only entertainus breed that wears masks instead of having facial markings.

Though, I understand why some people are hesitant to own them, they are extremely excitable for a jester breed and tend to make a lot of noise with their sheer volume of bells, picky eating habits (almost exclusively king cake) , as well as being super messy. I find plastic beads stuffed into and hanging from every imaginable place in my house (hell, I just pulled a lump of tangled beads out of a drain my jester had stuffed them into just the other day) and don't get me started on the colored powder or the *shudder* glitter.

Despite the drawbacks though they make fantastic companions and are one of, in my opinion, the prettiest breeds of jester out there.

[objecthusbandry]

i’ve been trying to think of random objects that i could ask about. . . there’s SO MANY !! all of them are so interesting hhhhh

how about shells? C:

— ☕️🪶anon

shells are a very interesting group of objects - they're a common example of just how impressive the mimicry of animals in objects is. each species mimics almost perfectly a different type of mollusk. they mainly eat soft-bodied invertebrates such as grubs, worms and the like, including the creatures they mimic. they sometimes carry small rocks to aid in cracking the shells of animals to consume their soft innards, including eggs. while there are a few terrestrial species, most shell objects are semi-aquatic and can be found near beaches - their fingers and toes are webbed to accommodate for this environment.

in antiquity shell objects were frequently believed to be born after the mollusk that originally inhabited the shell died. obviously this is not the case, as is now understood. mates are usually selected based on their colors, with more complex patterns being more favored. litters will contain on average five babies, up to seven at the maximum. siblings often resemble each other but may be entirely different colors. they reach maturity quickly at around two and a half months. as newborns their bodies are rather soft, hardening over time for about two weeks when they reach their proper firmness. this is when they're most vulnerable, so mothers are extremely protective for the first couple weeks of their babies' lives.

much like the animals they resemble, shell objects leave their hardened bodies behind after death. seashell collectors absolutely love these objects for this and it's common to find them near shores, where they often wash up on beaches. while they can be kept as pets, they're not domesticated and require very large glass tanks in captivity. i wouldn't recommend keeping one, personally, but it is possible for them to lead happy lives as pets.

[inbabylontheywept]

I would love to see a spoof version of ancient aliens where indigenous academics visit white people shit and insist that only aliens could’ve built it.

“Supposedly, the eiffel tower was built in the year 1887 by French architects, but they simply couldn’t have had the technology for it at that time. Even in the present, the French are a primitive society without knowledge of hygiene or animal husbandry, reduced to eating snails and hoping that the rain will tame, if not quell, their rank body odors. No, the only answer that makes sense to the wise man… is extra-terrestrial help."

[clown-encyclopedia]

Hello Clown Enthusiasts. I, Snail, am making my very own encyclopedia of Clown Husbandry! This will be many pages long and detail the care and habits of many breeds. Please feel free to comment your own clown breeds and tips that you'd like me to add to my "book" (with credits of course) Please enjoy the first page while waiting for the rest!

[kedreeva]

i hope this isn't weird or overly personal, but how do you make money for the animals and have the time to care for them? is it like an unrelated job or something to do with peafowl or rodents? sorry if i sound like a judgemental relative at thanksgiving, i promise i'm just genuinely curious

It's okay! Up until I quit my job at the start of October, I was working as an animal husbandry technician taking care of research animals (mostly mice) at a university! I also have a partner, and he makes about 2x what I was making. My car was given to me by my parents in college, and is paid off now, which means I just pay insurance, registration, and any repairs on him (since he's almost old enough to vote). My mom used some of her inheritance from her father's death to pay off my student loans (which were a lot but not a LOT), and instead of a wedding ring, my partner paid off my house for me. Which means right now, we just don't have a lot of bills, and I'm able to take 2023 off work and write and chill with my animals.

But honestly, it doesn't take that much to take care of the animals I have (they're not as intense as you're probably thinking). My equipment was largely donated or scrapped from friends/family/craigslist (aside from the pen building material for the peas). I make/grow some stuff myself free (like all the rodent bedding/hides from garbage cardboard, some of the fresh foods for the birds grow wild at my house) or acquire it cheaply (fleece sheets for making hammocks for the rats, small amounts of aquatic plants I can grow and split out into more, dollar store grain products for the roaches, feather toys from my birds for the cat, the roaches are self-replicating bird treats). A lot of the animals actually make enough to pay for themselves; the mice I sell as pets/healthy feeders locally, the peafowl hatch chicks, one of my peahens paints with me, the guppies/snails reproduce very fast and people come get them as pets/feeders.

The biggest time sink is cleaning mouse bins weekly. Everything else is stuff that can be done in less than 30 minutes a day, with larger, infrequent cleaning events (scraping/sanitizing pens 2x a year, aquarium filters monthly, etc). And bins + events are weekend activities, when we have the most time.

[cnestus]

do you have any tips for taking care of garden snails? I'm thinking of getting one but I want to be well prepared before I actually commit.

hm. I'm probably not the best person to ask since i've never kept land snails before. i'd think the main thing is you want to include some little shelter structures that they can hang out in when they're not cruising around for food. other than that, probably just keep them supplied with fresh greens and try and make sure things aren't too dry in there but also avoid conditions leading to mold and rot, so use sterilized substrate, change it out semi-regularly, and remove any uneaten food.

anyone with more gastropod husbandry experience feel free to chime in

[oldfacesnewdawnoffical]

Faction Overview: The Fenland Faction

Values:

Tenacity, Adaptability, Integrity, Devotion, Unity

Orator Succession:

[An in-depth detailed explanation HERE!]

Desirable Physical Traits:

The second-smallest of the fealty cats.

Broad faces, rounded or rectangular.

Stocky, bulky, thickset bodies.

Long and stocky legs.

Large eyes.

Either very small ears, or very large ears.

Large, thick, wide paws. Webbed paws; polydactalism.

Black claws. (Jet-black claws are said to be a trait of the Black Star, and that means the cat in question is either blessed by her, or a descendant of her)

Notably long whiskers.

Thick, shorter tails.

Pelts are most commonly dark, rich colors- black, red, chocolate and cinnamon are the most favored. Smoke, solid colors, and tabbies are also popular.

[BONUS] Scars are viewed as the mark of the stupid and conspicuous, or of malefactors. Fenlanders prefer to keep their bodies as unmarred as possible, to show that they are of incredible stealth. Many brash young cats end up with the likeness of an animal carved into their skin for killing for sport or stealing food; cheaters risk getting a brand of their partner’s choice if an affair is discovered; those who are heavily scarred are distrusted and seen as villainous.

Diet:

Cooking is significantly most commonly done by Fenlanders; they’re known for making nearly anything taste good, as they have the least to work with but with more of a reason to have an extra bite to what provides them energy, even if the other factions would never acknowledge it. They’re happy and eager to stir fry anything that they’re able to access, and stews are commonplace.

Alongside Moorsweepers and Riverwardens, they offer clay as an export, but they’re the lead when it comes to crafted cookware, utensils, and other food preparation equipment; items crafted by a Fenlander have a tendency to have a far longer lifetime than any others.

Their diet is the most broad, with herpetofauna (lizards, snakes, turtles, salamanders, frogs and toads) making up a large, significant portion of it; insects are a crunchy favorite, and commonly found in many of their dishes. Eggs of all sorts are also heavily found in Fenlander fare.

Due to the nature of their territory, they boast an impressive array of distinctive spices - though they can’t compete with the likes of the Woodruff and Riverward. Sweet flag, pickerelweed, milkweed, juniper, fennel, mint, and numerous water lilies are abundant, alongside swamp berries such as chokeberries and dewberries. The flavor of common juniper, in particular, is intense, peppery, and is featured in many meals; the spicier, the better!

As the swamplands are the most deeply affected by the cold, prey is often stored in pots to keep and sterilize it. Their inventiveness reaches bounds above the other factions.

Cherries are to never be consumed by a Fenlander.

Animal/Mindless Husbandry:

Rats (See: Notable Non-Fealty Alliances: The Reavers).

Corvids (See: Notable Non-Fealty Alliances: The Voiceless Ones).

Pickerel frogs.

Fireflies.

Turtles.

Axolotls.

Giant freshwater snails.

Trade (Exports):

Pottery, cookware, tools, utensils and clay.

Snail shell dice.

Mud.

Waterproof paints and dyes.

Wild rice and various swampland herbs and spices.

Delicacy foods such as eggs: waterfowl, turtle, frog, crocodile, lizard, fish, and platypus.

Mooncakes and moon water.

Reptile skins, scales, and limbs.

Cobweb surpluses.

Faction-Specific Holidays:

The Night of Trust — Every new moon is viewed as a time in which their Founder expresses her trust in them, closing her eye and blessing the entirety of the lands in a blanket of darkness. Oftentimes celebrated by a lighthearted hunting competition, but primarily the nights are spent enjoying the company of loved ones. Partners are often joined during this time, so that when their Founder’s eye opens again, she can cast her blessing upon them.

Crescent Seeking — Every crescent moon, those who can navigate the territory safely are invited to play a game known to the Fenland cats as “pursuit” (essentially, extremely competitive hide and seek).

The Longest Tales — The longest night of winter is devoted to the historians. As many cats that can fit will gather within the historian’s den to create heat and listen to the recounting of epic tales, notable historical lessons, and fun stories.

Leaffall Feast — To prepare for the coming winter, a festival and feast is thrown to keep morale high and share delicacies. It is customary for every cat to provide their own dish, with mooncakes and spiced tinctures being a distinctive specialty and common favorite.

Festival of Fireflies — At the end of winter, it's time for spring to begin again. Excess fireflies are released, in a show of “warming the skies”, and the camp is decorated in preserved flowers. Gifts are commonly exchanged between loved ones during this time.

Music:

Primarily Grimdark-type folk songs!

Many string instruments (such as lyres and harps) are used. However clay-carved instruments such as ocarinas are commonly found as well.

The music itself tends to be very quiet, while also being very heavy - the kind of music that weighs on your mind.

Most Valued Relations:

The relationships forged between siblings, especially littermates, are by far the most notable and exalted.

Courting/Coupling/Joining (+ Joining Ceremonies):

With their focus moreso on survival, courting habits within the Fenland are very unique and far different from any others across the fealty.

True romances are few and far between, with cats taking mates rather than partners, and usually for the sole sake of bearing strong kits to carry on bloodlines. That being said, it isn’t as though romance is dead to these cats, just… a bit harder to find and keep.

Courters will often attempt to impress one another with their strength, stealth, and hunting skills, and may even pick physical fights as a public display of interest.

Those who take mates outside their faction often will take passing unaligned rather than deal with the other factions. They commonly view taking partners within the other factions as “messy”, with the potential of leading to political conflicts, which is an extra, unneeded hit against a faction that has its own unique struggles.

Notable Non-Fealty Alliances:

The Reavers - A mischief of mindful rats that claim Carrionplace. Often “employed” by Fenlanders to root out safe fungi in exchange for protection and safe passage through their lands.

The Voiceless Ones - A conspiracy of mindful corvids (ravens and crows) that live near Sothassyrth’s lair; known to coexist with her. During rough seasons, they aid the faction in hunting or finding food, in exchange for carved trinkets and insects.

“The Pale Shadow of the Depths”, Sothassyrth - No alliance; merely a “coexisting”. An ancient albino alligator who barters her wisdom and knowledge in exchange for a full belly. Her tastes vary, but she isn’t known to be particularly picky… Often employs lookouts from the Voiceless Ones to report back to her on the daily comings-and-goings of fealty cats, the movement of prey, and general drama.

Views on Death + Burial Practices:

Only kin (blood or found family) are allowed to wish the spirit of the newly departed safe passage to the stars, and traditionally will fast for nine days after the body has been laid to rest. The orator commonly gives a grand speech that details the life, skills, and honor of the recently deceased.

The bodies are then traditionally left to the Voiceless Ones to be excarnated. Once the bones have been stripped bare, they are collected and cleansed; the skulls are carefully carved with symbols based on the cat’s final rank in life and their notable achievements. The rest of a cat’s body is to be given back to the faction, “so that their bones may continue to serve while their spirits rest”; they are commonly incorporated into the camp’s structure, or taken as decorations via the cat’s kin or loved ones.

Only the cleansed, carved skulls are then taken to the Sap Falls, where they are carefully left at the roots of an ancient, massive, white weeping cherry tree. The skulls are then slowly taken in by and encased in the tree’s sap, which quickly hardens into amber, preserving the skulls. [Highly inspired by @grainsaucer’s post and artwork HERE!]

To eat the fruit from the Sap Falls tree is to condemn your own soul. It is believed that should one eat a cherry from the Sap Falls, their spirit will be trapped inside of the amber, rather than rise to the stars.

Religious Views:

Highly religious, neck and neck with the Moorsweepers. While the Moorswept widely believes that they’re the closest to the Stars Above, so too do the Fenland, who believe that they help patrol the night skies and stars right alongside their Founder.

Incredibly superstitious as well.

Fun Facts!:

Like their real counterparts, nocturnal! Sans the day-scouts, of course.

Dark sense of humor? Absolutely. They often joke about cats going missing on their territory, and their version of “goodbye” to friends is “try not to die, okay?” Their speech and mannerisms are just generally deemed as rather crude, and they’re very big with the ideal of “respectful disrespect”.

Fealty Gesture (sign language) originated in the heart of the Fenland. While primarily due to the importance they place upon stealth and silence within their culture and very way of life, it was quickly realized that it could aid Deaf cats amongst them, alongside those who had injuries, other disabilities, or preferences against speech.

Bonus: Most Fenlanders are multilingual! They’re typically fluent in Common, Gesture, and Ornithomance.

[spidermilkshake]

Alright Fishblr...

Is it better to have a more cube-shaped standard 5-gallon aquarium for potential betta, plant, and snail buddies, or to seek the largest possible aquarium size that still fits in the space you have set aside (7.5 gallon) even though it's a little odd in construction and you likely will need to buy a different, less deadly-powerful filter for it?

My dream is to at least start with a nice planted little tank with one betta fish and either some snails or a pair of smaller corydoras to be buddies and cleaners. Maybe later graduating to have like a proper big 30 gallon community tank somewhere more central in the house and not on the empty part of my desk. I've had a betta before (with some embarrassingly bad husbandry during young tweenage years before upgrading slightly and having my Chompy live a good 6 years despite being a shoplifted sickly Walmart fish). Family have had a number of freshwater fish before---from Kissing Gourami to Common Pleco to guppies to Upside-down catfish to Shubunkin Goldfish (sadly, I can't find the larger tanks stored anywhere so I think mom or dad tossed them).

I've done some significant research in what companions are alright for betta fish, what time frame to cycle a small tank, and some into how to introduce plants to a tank and keep them healthy. My question for fishblr is: Does brand matter more than overall volume in tanks? Would a more tried-and-true 5 gallon be better than a more ordinary 7 or 8 gallon option?

[rainsnires]

had the most autistic achievement in my whole life today i found out i was labeled a "top contributer" in the facebook group Land Snails - Advancing Husbandry 😭😭😭 like goddamn fb just call me a slur at this point

[asegbolu]

Exploring the Nutritional Classification of Non-Ruminant Farm Animals Animal Husbandry SS 1 First Term Lesson Notes Week 3

Animal Husbandry SS 1 First Term Lesson Notes – Week 3 Subject: Animal Husbandry Class: SS 1 Term: First Term Week: 3 Age: 14 – 16 years Topic: Classification of Farm Animals II Sub-Topic: Classification Based on Nutrition Non-Ruminants a. Horses or Donkeys b. Snails c. Bees d. Grass Cutters Duration: 40 minutes Behavioral Objectives: By the end of the lesson, students should be able…

[charanchula]

Wanna get into breeding 'garden snails' for my Cuban false chameleon/bearded anole once I get him.

GALS will probably be too large, and I wanna have a semi-steady supply of little guys for the little guy.

Easy to keep, easy to rear, easy husbandry (especially if you add springtails), waste reduction and free lizard food: perfect!

[fruitmaddie]

you know how a lot of dog breeds have jobs bred into them? I wonder if all surface life on earth was wiped out and only sea life was left if octopi would eventually do something similar to that with sea creatures.

Like training certain fish to scout for prey, or doing husbandry for sea snails.

[zookazooks]

oh, you wanted an autistic girl who doesn't know she's a lesbian yet?? lemme see what i can do

Wednesdays were her Mondays, the gate lock creaking when she turned the key, the hinges complaining as she shuttled it aside and away from the front door of the shop. The city had been awake for hours, the road well-traveled all morning, but when one owns a business with dedicated and nigh-on guaranteed clientele one can choose one's hours, and Kim Ami liked the hours when people could come in the most easily best.

That meant lunch time on weekdays, 5 to 9 in the evening, all day all weekend, and, of course, open by appointment. Very little of her stock was likely to be urgently required, and so she made simple stable business within the confines of the little shop.

The warm humid air hit her as she stepped over the threshold from the sidewalk into the shop, leaving the cold outside to nip at someone else's ears, and she took her coat off as she walked through the dark front room, pausing just a moment at the wall to hit the lights.

The little fish shop lit up in pockets of glow, planted tanks humming and green, oxygen pearling from each blade of vallisneria, each round leaf of bacopa caroliniana. The indoor cichlid pond roiled with blue and gold— ("Okay, okay, let me set down my bag, I get it, you're hungy babies...") —the goldfish swarmed, each tank of little jeweled guppies wiggled a late morning greeting of permanently hungry optimism.

The auto-feeders went off as she walked past, pellets dropping into the water of a few dozen high-turnover aquariums taking care of the lion’s share of the work, but there was still easily another half an hour of painstaking feeding - the portioning of brine shrimp, the snails into the puffer tank, stick-on tablets and algae wafers and making sure the betta on the bottom of the sorority hierarchy got her breakfast, delivered sneakily behind the dwarf lily with a turkey baster and the power of distraction.

She was in the middle of topping off the co2 in the black moscow tank (packed to the gills with pogostemon stellatus as it was) when the bell over the door tinkled merrily, and if she hadn’t known exactly who it would be she might have looked up. “I’m sorry to say this,” she said, “but I’m unable to sate your strange desires today.”

“My what?”

What Ami had expected was a man named Seokjin, a person as friendly as he was beautiful and who had Opinions about koi husbandry which she may or may not have shared, (she didn’t, but mostly because she didn’t care about koi that much; her ideal koi came in the form of a plakat betta, thank you, and if a carp really wanted to get fancy then the least it could do was be an oranda about it), but the bell had not tinkled to announce the presence of an old friend - it had tinkled to announce the presence of someone significantly… newer.

Newer, yes, and shorter too. Narrow shoulders, hips at a slant, legs that could have just walked straight out of a girl group, sleepy eyes and a mouth that looked like mostly what it did was pout and sigh and (probably) drink too much coffee.

“You’re not Jin,” Ami said, a paragon of awareness and subtlety.

“I’m not, no,” said the girl in her shop. She looked at Ami. She looked at the fish tank. “Is it s’posed to be bubbling that much?”

“Not really,” Ami replied nonchalantly, extremely calmly scrambling to shut off the co2 and unhook the pipe from the bottle without upending the entire aquarium right there on the floor. (Which would be a tragedy of the highest order. Some of the bacteria in that substrate was older than she was.) “Um, that’s— sorry, hold on—“

“Holding,” said the girl in her shop. She crossed her arms over her chest. “Do you, uh… need any help?”

“Usually! Ha ha!” Oh god, she wasn’t a funny person and that hadn’t sounded like a joke. “It— it’s fine, just gimme a second…“

In the end she required more than a second, and instead took almost four full minutes to dramatically fight the co2 canister, airline, and hook back into the closet where the entire kit belonged, and so it was that by the time she turned finally to pay attention to the new person in her little fish shop she was sweaty and stupid and, unfortunately, very very useless.

“Hello,” said Ami, the dumbest person on the planet. “Hi. I’m… hello.” (Oh god.) “Can I help you? With anything?” (Oh, god.) “That you might need?”

“M’not really in need of anything,” the girl said, shrugging. “Just came over to say hi. I’m—“ She laughed, shook her head. “Sorry, I’m Yoonji. Min Yoonji. I just signed the lease on the space next door.”

The space next door.

Somewhere on Ami’s kitchen counter lay an envelope from her building manager that she’d been meaning to open for… a little while, sure, but not too long, right? No more than a week. Two weeks? Regardless of the timing, Ami at this point felt reasonably confident that whatever information she might find inside that envelope would likely be primarily in regard to the space next door, its lease, and subsequent signing of same by the girl standing in front of her.

“Right!” said Ami, like she knew to expect this. (Incredible theatrical skill. Breathtaking.) “Of course. That’s great, it felt weird to have it empty.” She shrugged. “I dunno, like it was unlucky somehow. I’m Ami, by the way.”

“Ami, huh?” Yoonji stared at her for a few blank and empty seconds, then laughed— glancing away like she didn’t want to make eye contact. “I dunno if me showing up here will bring a whole lotta luck,” she said, and turned, looking around the shop. “I thought this was like a house plant store or something, but…” She reached up, almost but not quite brushing her fingertips over the glass of a tank populated with dozens of cherry neocaridina flickering among thick drifts of java moss. “Are these… fish?”

There was a part of Ami that had a filter. (But what kind? HOB? UGF? Sponge? Canister? Sump? Matten? What about the biomedia? And please don’t tell me you’re putting activated charcoal into the filter for a planted tank…) That part of her could do things like go to the grocery store, talk to tellers at the bank, stuff like that, but that filter ended where aquariums began, and so it was that Yoonji’s unfortunate question mark clipped short Ami’s ability to shut, as it were, the fuck up.

Time passed, during which Ami explained to Yoonji everything about the care, feeding, ecological role, ethical breeding practices (“I just can’t get behind the orange-eyed tigers,” she said. “Hindering a living being’s natural functions for the sake of human aesthetics? Feels icky.“), and historical significance of neocaridina versus caridina freshwater shrimp in the aquarist hobby, and it wasn’t until she had moved on to how the mineral and pH requirements of neocaridina make them good tankmates for a small livebearer breeding colony (“Endlers are very hardy, and there are new hybrid color morphs coming out practically every day!”) that she looked up at Yoonji again and saw the dazed expression on this near stranger’s face and realized, horribly and suddenly like an ice bath in the morning, how fucking dumb she was. This poor stranger didn’t need a crash course on water parameters. This poor stranger just came in to say hi.

“… Sorry,” she said, stuttering to a halt. “Um. I get… excited.”

“It’s exciting stuff,” Yoonji replied, looking heavy-lidded and sarcastic but sounding unexpectedly sincere. “That’s cool about the… you know, the shrimp. I didn’t know that there were freshwater shrimp.” She hadn’t looked away from the tank, eyes tracking the flitting movements of miniscule invertebrates exploring a dense and soggy jungle, and the light cast green and blue over her face. “The red looks pretty on the green.”

Ami took in a breath to say something - probably something stupid, like you look pretty on the green - but was saved from herself by the sound of the bell over the door.

“Darling,” boomed Seokjin, standing in the door like the demigod he was. “Please tell me you have what I desire.” He took a step inside. “Who’s this? Are you cheating on me?”

“Oppa!”

“Woops,” Yoonji muttered under her breath, recoiling from Ami like they had suddenly become two magnets of identical polarity. “Um, I’ll— I’ll see you around? Prob’ly. I mean I’m next door, so—“ On her escape out the door she came extremely briefly face to face with Seokjin, to which she reacted by going pale and almost tripping over her own feet. “Cool, bye!”

Ami and Seokjin stood in the shop in silence for a few moments, the quiet broken only by the noise of cars on the street and the door to the space next door opening quickly and then slamming shut. “She seems nice,” Seokjin said brightly.

“Your book hasn’t come in yet,” Ami said, “but I got in some new betta boys that I need to jar if you want to hang out and talk shit about blood parrot breeders until you have to go back to work.”

Seokjin placed one hand over his heart. “Ami,” he said, “that’s the sexiest thing a woman has ever said to me.”

[evoldir]

Fwd: Postdoc: Parkville_Australia.SnailSystematics

Begin forwarded message: > From: evoldir@evol.biology.mcmaster.ca > Subject: Postdoc: Parkville_Australia.SnailSystematics > Date: 28 January 2023 at 05:17:36 GMT > To: rdmpage@gmail.com > > > > Parasitology/Malacology postdoctoral position > > https://ift.tt/JX15OVd > > Job no: 0057817 > Location: Parkville > Role type: Full time; Fixed-term for 2 years > Faculty: Faculty of Science > Department/School: Melbourne Veterinary School > Salary: Level A - $77,171 - $104,717 p.a. plus 17% super > > About the Role > The successful applicant will work on an Australian Research Council > (ARC)-funded international collaborative research project (AU-UK) to > undertake field and laboratory work that will result in the taxonomic > revision of aquatic snails and their parasites, define the complete > genomes of key representative snail genotypes and use transcriptomics > to elucidate the molecular interactions between a snail host and a > parasite. Expected outcomes from this project are the creation of novel > molecular resources for important snail species and to verify their roles > as key vectors of flatworm parasites. The candidate will be supervised > by Drs Neil Young and Anson Koehler, and work with Dr Bonnie Webster > (Natural History Museum, London) and Professor Emeritus Winston Ponder > (Australian Museum, Sydney) and members of the Parasitology Group within > the Faculty of Science. > > Requirements: > Applicants must have completed a PhD thesis that aligns with one or more > of the research aims. > > About You > To be successful in this role, skills in parasitology, malacology, > genomics, transcriptomics, bioinformatics, statistical analyses and/or > aquatic invertebrate animal husbandry would be an advantage. The > incumbent will demonstrated excellence in research through high-quality > publications, and excellent communication skills. > > About the University > The University of Melbourne is consistently ranked amongst the leading > universities in the world. We are proud of our people, our commitment > to research and teaching excellence, and our global engagement. > https://ift.tt/JX15OVd > > > anson.koehler@unimelb.edu.au > > (to subscribe/unsubscribe the EvolDir send mail to > golding@mcmaster.ca

[stripeysnail]

(sorry to bombard you with questions) what would you advise as a water dish? If one at all? I assume they would need one and have put a lil makeshift one out but not sure if it's good? Should I just send u a pic of my tank setup and see if it's good? I want the best life for these dudes but info is so limited

A slice of cucumber or lettuce and a gentle misting is all they need to keep hydrated! Don’t offer them water in a dish, though, they may drown.