Tuesday, August 4, 2015

Zip on the lam

Pretty positive every one who reads my blog is friends with me either on Facebook, Instagram or perhaps both. So, I will spare you the great depths of details that that this story could delve into and start out by saying, Y’all remember the hermit crab James got last Summer? The one he lovingly named Stubborn because he kept trying to escape his little cage? Yes, ok, I’m sure y’all do.

Now, fast forward a few months after that and their daddy lucked up on some stuff that the BOE was discarding (we are such dumpster divers. not literally but figuratively, ya know?!) and wouldn’t you know among some of the stuff he went through was a larger cage. After Stubborn settled into his larger home he quit trying to escape :)

Now rewind to our summer this year. Audrey decided she wanted a hermit crab, too, so she and James learned to fold clothes and folded about 1,00 loads of laundry for me (all while watching The Brady Bunch!) and earned enough money to buy themselves two hermit crabs each! Woo.hoo.

Wait, rewind again. James got into this horrible habit of leaving the top off of Stubborn’s cage to which I assume was only because he was too lazy to put it back on when he got done feeding or watering or taking him out for a stroll. And it was a habit that I strongly reprimanded him for time and time again but he just refused for whatever reason to head my warnings. You see where this is going, don’t you? Yeah.

Now we are caught up to present day hermit crab shenanigans. Our kids are weird because they like to PLAY with their hermit crabs. Like get them out and watch them crawl around together on the floor. It’s sad really. But not sad enough for us to cave on the “no cats, no dogs” rule :) I digress. On Sunday afternoon whilest I was relaxing on the couch I noticed my two eldest children looking under furniture and pillows and what not. When I asked what they were looking for James says, “Well I really don’t wanna tell you.” He eventually did and at first I thought they were just pulling a joke on me because it was just so unbelievably wild. He says “Well this morning while I was getting cereal out of the pantry I happened to look down and I saw Zip under the cabinet. But I DIDN’T PICK HIM UP RIGHT THEN and when I went back just now to get him he was gone.”

WHAT DO YOU MEAN YOU SAW THE CRAB IN THE KITCHEN AND DIDN’T PICK HIM UP???? See? See why I thought they were tricking me? It’s ludicrous, isn’t it? Insanity I tell ya.
I mean #1 how in the ever living world did a hermit crab get down stairs in the first place and secondly why would that boy choose to keep walking after seeing his CRAB in the kitchen? As you can see, it still boggles my mind. We searched high and low for that stupid dumb crab to no avail. We finally accepted the fact that Zip had found a deep dark whole to crawl into and stay to die. James learned a few very valuable lessons on Sunday, bless his heart.

Yesterday, after the kids got home from school, I was in the kitchen (can you believe it) and Audrey starts screaming “I FOUND ZIP!!! I FOUND ZIP!!!” I couldn’t believe it but she sure had. That stupid dumb crab was at the bottom of the stairs. Apparently he decided that there was nothing for him downstairs and was trying to get back to his home. Can you guess where the lid is to that cage now?


Emily said...

Wowwwwww. Almost like a hamster stuck in a piano.

Emily said...

Wowwwwww. Almost like a hamster stuck in a piano.

Becky said...

best story ever...Wait, I forgot about the hamster stuck in the piano

Dani said...

Now that is funny.