I miss her already– it was fun watching her scramble around the fishbowl, doing backflips and attacking her little food pellets. The good news is that she laid about a billion tiny pink eggs, which apparently don’t need to be fertilized in order to hatch (something called parthenogenesis, which makes sex for them optional.) So, once the eggs dry out and hibernate for a couple of weeks, I might be able to hatch more baby triops, if I’m lucky.