Another one bites the dust...

Mr. Crabs has died.

Mr. Crabs was a mean little thing, but I still had a soft spot in my heart for him. I could tell on Friday when I gave him a bath that he wasn't doing well. Today I knew for sure.

I don't know why Pinchy can't keep a roommate in the crabitat. This is our third crabbie casualty. It's too hard on me to keep getting attached to them and then having them die. I know that crabs don't like to be alone, but I don't think I'll be getting Pinchy a new roomie anytime soon.