So there I was laying in bed Tuesday morning when I get a call from another member's wife (thumsa). She was like "Matt, where are you?" I was like "In bed, why?" She says "THE CRAYFISH HAS ESCAPED AND ITS IN THE CLOSET!"
"I'll be right there," I said.
So I drove the 10 blocks up to there apartment.
I found him hiding in their son's closet. LOL. I just set a tupperware down in front of it and it crawled right in, as if he knew I was here to put him back into the tank.
The amazing part is the five foot drop from the top of the tank to the floor that it must have endured to get in there in the first place.
Oh, yes, that is an MFK wrist band. I can hear the jealousy now...
The fall from this height on that little guy amazes me.
Back in the tank.
On the run!!
We're thinking of naming him Houdini, but Thumsa's wife wants to call him Ugly Little B*****d. LMAO. She was not impressed.
I thought I would share, tell me your crayfish stories and what not.
"I'll be right there," I said.
So I drove the 10 blocks up to there apartment.
I found him hiding in their son's closet. LOL. I just set a tupperware down in front of it and it crawled right in, as if he knew I was here to put him back into the tank.
The amazing part is the five foot drop from the top of the tank to the floor that it must have endured to get in there in the first place.
Oh, yes, that is an MFK wrist band. I can hear the jealousy now...
The fall from this height on that little guy amazes me.
Back in the tank.
On the run!!
We're thinking of naming him Houdini, but Thumsa's wife wants to call him Ugly Little B*****d. LMAO. She was not impressed.
I thought I would share, tell me your crayfish stories and what not.
Another didnt make it down the steps it just went over the edge and died.
