We have had a few unusual pets over the years. When "Calvin" was younger, we bought him a kit to raise lobsters. It was actually a pretty cool set up. There were little chambers that the lobsters lived in and you fed them little food pellets. Once you got the tank set up, you sent away for the lobsters. They were less than an inch long and so new that you could see through them. We tried but were never very successful. The little guys would creep into openings and get stuck in the filter. I am not sure I could ever have convinced "Calvin" to let us have a lobster dinner after they got older, but that ended up being a bridge we never had to cross.
When "Calvin" was in high school and college, he decided to try his hand at fish tanks. Tomorrow, I will explain my phobia about fish tanks, but in the meantime, this was another one of those great ideas that made work for me. See, when he actually left for college, the fish tank stayed home. Did I mention that he lost interest in it? He convinced his brothers to babysit for him, which meant I needed to make sure they were fed. I felt so guilty, although I don't know why, every time one of the fish died.
The fish tank did not just house fish. He also had some thing that cleaned the glass, but I can't remember what that was. If I am not mistaken, there were some snails too. I definitely remember the crayfish. We actually had to put a weight on the tank lid to contain those little critters. You would go into "Calvin's" room every once in a while and find one mid-escape! One particular evening, "The Bllonde" got up in the middle of the night to use the bathroom and go the scare of her life, when creeping into her room was a crayfish that had escaped! The unbelievable part of that story is that "Calvin" had a bedroom on the first floor and "The Blonde" was downstairs. We still don't know how he made it all that way, stairs or vent? Your guess is as good as mine.
"Mini Me" and "The Blonde" headed to school one summer morning for running practice. When practice was over and they were loading their sport bags into the car, "The Blonde" looked down and saw a crayfish. Oh my God! It must have gotten into her bag during the night and gone to school with her. She dutifully brought it home and put it in the tank. "Calvin" came home from his summer job that evening and inspected his fish tank. Wait! Who was this strange crayfish? Where did he come from? We will never know, but clearly the one in the bag at school was an imposter or intruder. He lived his life out with us, but I am pretty sure "The Blonde" never left her room at night without a flashlight. Maybe they were out to haunt her! Who knows, just another oddity for Ripley's Believe it or Not!
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