We've entered the third week of Triops rearing and there are seven adults in the aquarium now. As they get older and bigger they seem to repulse more and more. Olivia has already announced that she no longer finds them of any interest and they should be eaten by the Discus fish. After this declamation she moved on to watch the little Amazon fish we've been breeding (They are also a lot easier to name since you can actually tell them apart). For Hubbard the shrimp-like crabs seem to hold an ever growing fascination and he spends a favorable amount of time observing and logging their activities. "Did you know that they have started to lay eggs already?" He asked us over dinner. "Mr. Hubbard please, we're eating", said Helen. The old watchmaker did not understand comments like this. When he was absorbed in a subject matter, the rest of the world only made sense from the perspective of the latest obsession. In this case the old man saw the world through the three eyes of his latest fascination: Triops Cancriformis. "I'm going to see if I can harvest some of their eggs. Who knows, they may provide us with a sustainable food supply without having to buy more", he mumbled, no longer addressing us directly. "Perhaps they produce good caviar?" I asked. This disturbed both Hubbard and Helen. "I've seen those creatures and if you think I'm going to serve their eggs then you're quite mistaken", she threw in my face. "I agree with Helen, they hardly contain any nutritional value at all and they are too small anyway", added Hubbard, who did not completely grasp the nature of Helen's outburst.