In the middle of a
super rush at work yesterday, my husband calls me with the wonderful news that
stupid Zoidberg got out of the
stupid crabitat through a
stupid hole in the
stupid lid. Luckily, his journey did no apparent damage, and everyone's accounted for (
except Roscoe, who
I pray is just down molting/destressing), so yeah, that was okay.
Well,
today I came downstairs to change into my workout clothes to see
Hawthorne, my male rug, ontop of a
jade turbo.
Okay, i thought, he's
just changing shells, then i realized that it was an
occupied jade turbo -- the favorite home of my female rug (and my
absolute favorite crabbie)! He had a
death grip on her leg trying to
yank her out. I lifted them out, trying to think of a way to seprate them with out hurting either one.
Poor Kiki was
bubbling and "chirping" (which sounded more like a creaking). In desperation, i was about to drop them in a cup of dechlorinated water when i noticed
Hawthorne released KIki's leg and had a grip on her shell, at which point
I tugged on him lightly and he came away from her.
Kiki's leg is
damaged but
functional. On the
bright side, now she's up from molting (
a beautiful dark charcol color with a hint of blue, BTW). I'm just
hoping Hawthorne didn't
traumatize her too much *crosses fingers*.
