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Cwabby



About a month or so ago we bought Jackson a hermit crab. The kid really wants/needs a dog but Scott and I are not ready to take on that kind of responsibily. Quite frankly, we have enjoyed our pet-freedom. Anyway, I thought a hermit crab would be an easy pet to have and something Jack could enjoy. Well, it has been easy but we have added to the "Cwabby" family.

Scott looked up how to care for hermit crabs and found that they like to be together. So, Jackson and I made the trip to the mall yesterday and came home with two more crabs. So, now we have three: Spiderman, Batman, and Elmo. All are named according to what is painted on their shells. When we just had Spiderman we tried to get Jack to call him Spidey but, instead, he called him Cwabby.

Yesterday I went to the garage to tell Scott something. Jack had the crabs in their cage next to him. I told him that the crabs had to stay in their house until I got back. Of course they were all out when I got back. I found one under the chair but could not find Elmo. He was gone forever lost in our house. Scott, Jack, and I searched for Elmo Cwabby for ten minutes before I saw him crawling behind the tv stand. Thank goodness!!!





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missy said…
How stinkin' fun is this???! I love the pics with the cwabbies. What a great idea for a first pet....I've always seen them at the mall but now I feel we must have one....or 3. ;)
What a cool idea to look forward to.
September 23, 2008 at 12:42 PM
Romberg Family said…
thats great that he holds them!! We bought one for my nephew and he had it for over a year. Way better then a dog or a cat!! :o)
September 24, 2008 at 6:58 AM
BML said…
You are a crazy woman. But I guess Cwabby is better than Max in his early days. Oh Max...
September 24, 2008 at 9:35 PM
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