Wordess Wednesday

Chloe

My favorite dog...

Chloe.

Me and Chloe go way back. We got her when I was about four years old, and we've been BFs[best friends] ever since.

Chloe is a crazy, energetic, and loving dog.

When I was about five years old, I taught her a trick called "cowgirl'. Here's how it works: I bend over till I'm on all fours, then say,"Cowgirl!" then Chloe will go through my legs.

I love you,

Chloe!

In memory of Ariel

My sister Rachel's old hermit crab Ariel died anything but a peaceful death. Ariel had molted a few days before her death and became very vunerable. She survived a couple of nights. On the night of her death, Thorin came over and flipped over Ariel's shell and began tearing off her legs. When I woke up around 6:30am Friday, April 3rd, I rushed downstairs to see if Ariel was ok. I was so shocked to see her shell opening facing the sky and her legless body. I rushed to wake mom up so she could see what had happened. As I was about to tell her I nearly burst into tears because I was so sad about Ariel's death. I love working in the crab cage but I did not want to handle Ariel's remains. We were going to the dentist that morning and after the dentist I was going to boil Ariel's old shell to get rid of any germs and sediment that was left in her shell. But when we got home with Crabby, Hermie and Fluffy, Thorin had already moved into Ariel's old shell. Below you can see a picture of Ariel's remains.