 by Jad Johnson 2003
Perhaps the most traumatic event in the life of your crab, not to mention the trauma for the owner, is a molt. Often for me it begins by checking on my guys in the morning (I find that they like to do it during the night). A momentary flood of panic washes over me when I see crab bits strewn around the Crabarium. "Oh, no. Has he been mutilated, or is he ill?" Then as I realize I have a molter on my hands, I REALLY begin to panic! |