I'm back from a lovely week with the family at the beach. It was also my birthday, and Carrie was kind enough to give me a hermit crab. She figured that since I had two hermit crabs growing up, I needed one again. Here's what he looks like all shelled up:
Do you see him, back under the log thing? He's hard to see because he's all curled up. I just redid his cage and he's traumatized. Fay and I made a Petsmart trip to get him a new shell and see if they have hermit crab food. It turns out they have hermit crab food, and shells, and a thousand other hermit crab things besides. We brought back:
- a hollowed out log for him to hide inside
- a shell-shaped nutrient cake, so he gets all his vitamins and minerals
- calcium-enriched sand, which will hopeully keep his cage a little neater
- "vacation" food cakes, which are big enough to last for a few days
- a book on the care and feeding of hermit crabs
- a shell
I hope he likes his new home. We're going to try keeping him in the bathroom, where he can get misted once a day and where he'll have good company with the lobster statue you see behind him. With our luck, now that we got his crib all spiffed up, he'll croak tomorrow.
