It's been incredibly busy for us and my blog has been neglected but I felt I needed to take some time and acknowledge a member of our family who was never really invited. Pete acquired "Bob Big Butt" (later known just as "Bob") crayfish during his first science unit in the 4th grade. The teacher had promised us that the crayfish would only live for "two weeks- max"! Three and a half years later, I watched him take his final crawl. I think it's for real this time, I don't think he's molting, he's growing mossy and the snails seem to be closing in for a meal.
We knew he was slowing down. He was not attacking the snails the way he used to. We calculated him to be about 227 years old in crayfish years so it was no surprise when he went belly up this morning. Bob provided much excitement in his tank antics over the years and I want to thank him for providing some excitement in a washed up housewife's life. Hope you enjoy the big fish tank in the sky Bob.
