Spoiled Crabbies

I LOVE my Crabs. They are 2 Hermit Crabs, who have lived with me over a year now. I play with them every single day. They are Lenny Crabbits and Paula McCrabby. These are 2 very spoiled creatures. They go to the pool with me in their little carry cage. I take them out to sun tan. I take them to visit their Grandparents (AKA my folks) and they now have a giant aquarium to live in because I thought they needed room to play. Seems as they enjoy it. The 2 bury themselves every night only to make me “play” with them and stick them in the sand box I have in there.

As much as I love my crabs, they are not much for snuggling! Seriously. They won't cuddle well. They either a) hide in the shell or b) try to pinch my flesh off. Ask daughter, she has tried to cuddle them, they make a person BLEED!

I am sitting here looking at them as they are beginning the evening Marti Gras. They party all night like only a crab knows how. They climb all over each other & up the walls. They try to escape, because they know how fun it is to hide in the laundry room & bathroom for days on end. They go for dips in the crabby hot tub. They snack on cranberries and crab cookies. The 2 of them tunnel in the rocks and make awesome art designs in the sand.

The little scary, hairy legged monsters are looking back at me now. I believe they are using crab telepathy to tell me to order them coconut shreds and new driftwood climbing toys. One of my inner voices must be listening because my on-line shopping site is now being filled with pet supplies.

Wow, it is one thing knowing you have multiple voices in your head who can't get along. It is a totally different thing when the voices have the passwords and account numbers to shop! Sensible me voice is thinking that they are crabs and don't need toys. Extravagant me voice thinks they need more toys and even a cooler tank to live in, maybe one with different levels and lights, and heat lamps. PMS me voice is thinking about melted butter and sparkling wine will make those crabs taste real good and free up a little room in the on-line shopping cart for things like Midol and more wine. There are a few more thoughts of tossed around until the exercise nut in me calls for a ZUMBA break. Today that voice is the winner.

I will ZUMBA, then run. And yes, probably come back in and before I shower the critters will get the new coconut shreds and a climbing toy. Spoiled Crabbies!