alicia (fuzzdecay) wrote,

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i had an awful fever last night with yummy nausea and cold chills!

while i was cuddled up with mr humples and stitch (stitch is my "i'm sick" buddy) and wrapped up in two blankets to keep warm, rupert tried to escape.

the top of my aquarium is covered with a piece of plexiglass and i usually weigh it down because my crabbies are strong, but i forgot to because i was all sickly.

he stays buried all day, and as soon as i lay down, he tries to escape.... and now that shawn foiled him, he just buried again.

silly crabbies.

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