A few more sad farewells
Thursday, June 29. 2006
For a while there, things were going great, but in the last two weeks, I have lost four crabs, three of which I'd had more than a year. Sed and Awk were both Indos who were brought to me by a LHC member. They always hung out together, and they passed less than a week apart. Before they died, they both spent a lot of time in the salt water dish, so they may have been fighting infections or some other kind of problem. The fact that their deaths are similar, and relatively close together, is worrisome. My third Indo, Grep, had been staying on the other side of the tank, away from them, for weeks, when he used to hang out with them as well. Perhaps he knew they weren't well. I hope he was able to save himself. (My fourth Indo, More, hasn't been seen for months -- I fear I've lost him to a bad molt, but haven't looked for his body yet.)
Forceps was the last remaining crab in the group I ordered from Hermits Direct in April of last year. The box arrived with a heatpack, which was not only totally inappropriate for the weather, but I believe damaged all the crabs in the shipment. The two Straws died right away. The Es and Ruggies lasted a little longer, but Forceps far outlasted the rest of them. He was never very active, but he was one tough little survivor.
Finally, Shredder, one of the 11 purple pinchers I got in January, died unexpectedly. In fact, I think even he might not have expected it. One day he seemed fine: the next, I found his shell perched in a favorite spot on the waterfall, and him on the ground below. The fact that he'd obviously been climbing when he died (the shell was not stuck) is extremely unusual in my experience. It makes me think that whatever killed him came on quite suddenly.
Thank you for letting me say goodbye to these good friends. I will miss them all so much. Even though I have lots of crabs, each one has his or her distinctive habits and quirks, and I find myself looking for them in their favorite spots long after they have passed.

The last picture I ever took of Sed, only a week or so before his death.

Awk liked to climb more than the other Indos -- I often found him perched somewhere.

Forceps never overcame his shyness, and was always a bit of a loner.

Shredder was extremely active in his last weeks of life -- he seemed to be thriving.


























