Day 42

Exhausting and frustrating day, but I got a great video out of it at least. I spend two hours trying to convince this little stinker to take a shell. He kept hanging out at the water’s edge and doing handstands (to dry his butt?? Who knows.) so I put a ton of baby shells around him, opening facing him. That sounds so much easier than it is, mind you. He’s minuscule, the shells are minuscule, and I’m using tweezers and a magnifying glass and a toothpick and don’t have near enough hands for any of this to work smoothly. Then he went streaking onto the sand—looking for more shells, I guess. I put three more around him on the sand, he avoided them. So then I isolated him with two choices in some shallow saltwater. The video shows what happened next.


Then after a bit I put him back at the edge of the sand and he went streaking again.

At that point I had to let him do whatever he was going to do because it was also a shed day and with the kreisels SO full of zoeae I had to do a bunch of cleans. I filled all but two of the more complicated Etsy orders I received, though, so those will be on their way tomorrow. I’ve been composing words in my head all day to give a more thorough post, but that will have to wait. I’m so tired I can’t see straight. More tomorrow.



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