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warning: long boring post ahead. I had a dream about my hermit crabs. There were these two containers and these FREAKING HUGE hermit crabs in them. They were like squashed inside. And though I kind of feared for my life I let them out. But then I was distracted by something else and when I looked back the big hermit crab was in pieces all over the floor. And the shell was off. And if you have never seen the abdomen of a hermit crab before it's really kind of gross no matter how many times I've seen/touched it. And the fact that it's in pieces is worse. but then I saw that the body part was still moving and some of the smaller legs were still attached and waving around. And I was like phew. I don't know why. Egguck. Anyways hermit crabs are really cute :D I want to have them again if I'm not so busy as now. Because even though they probably don't require as much maintenance as dogs/cats they do require more than the once-a-day feed or changing of water for fishes. For one, they make a huge mess. I think they're pretty much nocturnal, so when you leave everything clean and nice at night in the morning it would have been transformed into a chaos scene. The tank is basically some sand about five cm deep, extra shells for changing, some fake seaweed or something, food and water bowl. They eat fruits and veggies and seafood. Though I don't really give them seafood because they would do who knows what with it and I would find it rotting at the bottom of the tank a few months later. They also eat peanut butter, and skin off my hand. I really do not want to meet that hermit crab from my dream. So in the morning their food would be all chewed up, torn to little pieces and dumped in the water. And the sand shoveled in there for good measure too. Occasionally the whole water bowl is dug up and thrown aside. There is also this fencing kind of thing going around the tank that they can climb up. That would be ripped up too, but not before they have climbed up to the lid and positioned themselves upside down there to sleep. And I tell you it's a pain to wash all the sand out of the shells. I used to have this plastic rock thing that was supposed to be for terrapins in the tank, and there was a cliff there you see. So in the middle of the night you will keep hearing clanking sounds which are the crabs trying to commit suicide. And it sounds like someone trying to open the door, so we would always get confused. When I bought them they would not always be perfect, as in body parts would be missing. That would be disgusting if it was not so endearing. anyway it helped me to identify them. There was one with a missing eye, various ones with missing legs. Though the legs grew back, the eye never did. They also had some markings, like one I had before had this green thing behind the head that looked like the four on a dice. And one of them was really really small and a weird shade of brown. The rest were grayish, kind of. I also had some purple ones, called purple pinchers I think. They were bigger and very kewl. Since the tank was pretty small, I guessed I had to let them exercise, so I would take one out and play with it while watching tv or something. It's not as weird as it seems, they are really cute actually. *squee* Or when I was cleaning all the poop and whatever muck out of their tank I'd set them loose in the bathroom. After blocking all exits of course. But they are super escapists I'll give them that. Once one climbed out and nudged my leg, and I kind of yelled. And another time the small one disappeared. I realized that when I was doing head count at night (or shell count?) and I freaked myself out searching everywhere. In the end he was just really smart and dug a hole under the food bowl to molt. Molting is really fun, because it saves me having to take care of them for a few weeks/months. They basically go into hibernation to change their skin/exoskeleton. I forgot what are the signs exactly, but one of them is digging. Then I would have to isolate them in this other tank where they would disappear underneath for a long time. I learned this all from the internet btw. wow. Anyway after they molted they would have this new skin with a really nice color. And pretty black toenails :D And they would start rampaging around like they've been reborn. After that I would dig up their old skin and give it to the rest to eat. Apparently it's nutritious. This one time one of them came up suddenly in the middle of her molt. (i can tell genders, yay.) and the rest attacked her anyway, since they are cannibals after all. At the time the skin was still pinkish and kind of soft, so basically, she almost died. but she lived. I went to watch the Steve Wilkos show thing they want us to watch for elearning, and on some of the other videos, when the person was accused those spectators actually started clapping and cheering. Honestly, I think that's kind of sick. Especially when the accusation was just 'get your ass out of my chair'. And you can't even hear the person talking above the noise. It's like everyone's ganging up on her. Like a shark that's smelled blood (something from King of the Screwups which i've jusr reread) Even though she might be guilty, it's not like that gives them the right to do that. And why the hell does this guy start accusing people on a show of things that aren't even proven. Really I think it's a bit outrageous -.- Ah well. |