My usual beach ritual is to get up early in the morning and beach comb to find out what little treasures the tide brought in. I normally end up taking home a couple of unique looking stones and some pretty shells as souvenirs. Yesterdays beach comb with my girl friends was especially fun ‘coz 1. We haven’t done “beachineering” (a sister term for mountaineering) in a long time, 2. Hanging out and bonding with the girl friends always end up memorable, and 3. We were in one of the many beautiful paradises you could find in the country. The tide wasn’t high, we could walk for miles on the beach and the water wouldn’t go higher than our knees. Since we couldn’t swim we decided to just sit and cool down in the water and chit chat. Before deciding on a prime cooling spot I was walking around and checking out what little things I could pick up from the water. I found a cone shell and grew a liking to it but since it was in the water I figured it might be inhabited so I tried shaking it to see if anything would pop out. After a few rigorous shakes I decided it was empty and tucked it in my pocket to bring it to shore after our swim in the “kiddie pool”. When we got to our cabin I unloaded my pockets and placed what I’ve decided on taking home with me on the table outside our room. After a couple hours of getting cleaned up, packing and getting ready to leave I was sitting and trying to make a mental checklist of what not to forget, as I was thinking of my list I was staring out from the bedroom looking at the table right in front of our door when I noticed something crawling across the tables surface. First thought that crossed my mind was that something landed on our table and was about to eat our lunch (I panicked a little ‘coz I haven’t had my share of lunch yet :p ). After a few seconds of observing the creature I finally realized that it was the shell I picked up off the water. I ran to it but it retreated back into the shell. To cut an unnecessarily long story short…I brought it home with me. It’s still alive, I was hoping it would’ve left its home by now but it seems pretty attached to it so I decided to keep it as a pet ^__^…I’ve created a temporary crabitat for it to see if I can take care of it past 24 hours…if it survives, I’ll invest in a more permanent crabitat. I’ve already done research on how to take care of Hermit Crabs…seems pretty easy, I hope it gets bigger and finally leaves its shell, then I can finally have my souvenir! Lolz!
Photo Courtesy of: Cath Coronel