The Great Escape
I think...no, I'm sure that our hermit crab has escaped. I know this because he is not in his habitat.
We got the horrible little creature for David last Christmas. Unfortunately, it was too cold up in his bedroom and we had to bring the habitat downstairs to our bathroom off the kitchen. It's the warmest room in the house, with a nice southern window and its own little heating vent. Consequently, when the rest of the house is 65 degrees, it's at least 85 degrees in there.
Hermit crabs are tropical animals, they like the heat. Or so I'm told.
It was supposed to be a temporary measure. Hermit crabs don't go with my bathroom decor. They are hideous creatures. They remind me of scorpions. Or an overgrown sea roach. But somehow that horrid hermit crab made a home atop the toilet tank. Although the warm weather made it possible for him to return to David's room, somehow that never happened.
One night I was sitting here at my computer and I could hear the awful "scrich, scrich" noise that was the hermit crab. He was busy doing whatever nocturnal thing it is that hermit crabs do. Then suddenly I heard a "plop." The hermit crab had escaped. It was on the bathroom floor. Fortunately, my teenage daughter was still awake. I called her to return the nasty little bugger to its habitat. I couldn't bear to touch it. No way.
Then one day, it was gone.
I noticed that the top of the habitat was slightly askew, but I didn't see the slimy sea bug on the floor, so I figured someone had knocked the lid ajar while flushing.
I thought no more of it until today, when my husband asked me if I got rid of the hermit crab.
What? ME? Get rid of the hermit crab? I can't imagine why he would suspect me.
The truth is, It didn't occur to me to rid of the disgusting thing. Even if it did, how would I do it without touching or seeing it? No...I am innocent.
But the nauseating little crab is gone nonetheless. We think he probably jumped out of his habitat, straight into the toilet. Right where he belongs, if you ask me. Strangely, nobody noticed it before they flushed. That's what I choose to believe. I only hope our theory is correct, otherwise I have a creepy, awful sea creature roaming free in my house.
Eeeewwwww.
We got the horrible little creature for David last Christmas. Unfortunately, it was too cold up in his bedroom and we had to bring the habitat downstairs to our bathroom off the kitchen. It's the warmest room in the house, with a nice southern window and its own little heating vent. Consequently, when the rest of the house is 65 degrees, it's at least 85 degrees in there.
Hermit crabs are tropical animals, they like the heat. Or so I'm told.
It was supposed to be a temporary measure. Hermit crabs don't go with my bathroom decor. They are hideous creatures. They remind me of scorpions. Or an overgrown sea roach. But somehow that horrid hermit crab made a home atop the toilet tank. Although the warm weather made it possible for him to return to David's room, somehow that never happened.
One night I was sitting here at my computer and I could hear the awful "scrich, scrich" noise that was the hermit crab. He was busy doing whatever nocturnal thing it is that hermit crabs do. Then suddenly I heard a "plop." The hermit crab had escaped. It was on the bathroom floor. Fortunately, my teenage daughter was still awake. I called her to return the nasty little bugger to its habitat. I couldn't bear to touch it. No way.
Then one day, it was gone.
I noticed that the top of the habitat was slightly askew, but I didn't see the slimy sea bug on the floor, so I figured someone had knocked the lid ajar while flushing.
I thought no more of it until today, when my husband asked me if I got rid of the hermit crab.
What? ME? Get rid of the hermit crab? I can't imagine why he would suspect me.
The truth is, It didn't occur to me to rid of the disgusting thing. Even if it did, how would I do it without touching or seeing it? No...I am innocent.
But the nauseating little crab is gone nonetheless. We think he probably jumped out of his habitat, straight into the toilet. Right where he belongs, if you ask me. Strangely, nobody noticed it before they flushed. That's what I choose to believe. I only hope our theory is correct, otherwise I have a creepy, awful sea creature roaming free in my house.
Eeeewwwww.
posted by Juanita at
8:21 PM
5 Comments:
so you might have crabs eh? ;)
im sorry, once i started reading that story i HAD to make that joke!
Oh boy, I asked for that, didn't I? Oh well...bring it on.
Oh, this is too funny! I laughed so hard when I read this I nearly knocked my laptop over. I just have this mental image of you in your bathroom, staring at the empty habitat with a look of horror. I don't know about you, but I'd have run from the room screaming.
We used to have hermit crabs in our middle-school science room. As they got bigger, we would find them bigger shells to inhabit. I think I remember some children's story about a hermit crab finding a new place to live, but I can't remember what it was called or what happened, exactly. But this story is fantastic.
omg, that is so disgusting...I wouldn't be able to sleep knowing that thing could be roaming...
I got my son one of them when he was small and he thought it had died and it was molting - needless to say he killed it!
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