Unequal molting times - will the little guy get depressed alone?
Posted: Sat Oct 22, 2022 4:43 pm
Hello all!! First, thank you everyone for this entire forum - I had no idea what I was getting into and this has been an absolutely invaluable resource.
In order to not TL;DR this whole story, I'll cut to the chase: Will my smaller crab get depressed alone while waiting for my bigger guy to come back upstairs? It is actually best to just wait, right? Not, like, introduce a third crab to keep the little guy company and then be a whole HUGE surprise to the big guy?
Background: I'm from New England, although I've been in California for years. It may be confusing and weird for anyone from anywhere else (and horrifying to crab lovers) but hermit crabs are a throw-away staple of every child's summer vacation from the Cape to OOB. You buy them on the beach, in painted shells, in a tiny plastic carrier with a neon top and about 60 multi-colored aquarium rocks on the bottom, and you take them home - on your bike - to your cabin or campsite and over the next week you watch them slowly die like a bouquet of cut flowers. I personally never did this, but it is a way of life.
I recently went home to New England over the summer. I visited Hampton Beach in NH and, overwhelmed by nostalgia and ****, I decided I had missed out on an important part of my hometown culture. Yes, I thought, I *would* buy my first hermit crabs of life. Next to the toe rings and soft serve, a wizened sea witch beckoned me to her Bob Marley-draped craft table and I chose two very cool shells from her death colony (one metallic silver with red spots, one Spongebob smoking a joint). There must have been 30 crabs in a one-gallon metal grid cylinder - all rainbowed out and in serious distress. The Spongebob guy seemed to really want to get out of there.
To her credit, she did recommend that I get more than one, but it's likely she was just trying to sell them to me. She also recommended spritzing them, but she didn't specify that tap water is not cool AT ALL, and her spray-to-the-face technique seemed a little rude. Anyhow! I brought 2 sweethearts home and have been doing my damndest every since. You all have been such an enormous help.
I did of course have to smuggle them in a carry-on, which I'm sure was unimaginably unpleasant - but don't they all get to us on a plane to begin with? (Poor things.) I do still feel bad about making them repeat that - even before I researched anything I could see they have memories and emotions and they were very, very scared and upset in my secret purse during ear-popping time.
When I got them home to a semi-permanent spot I set them up in what I thought were sweet new digs - a cute 5G little nonsense from the pet store - but I noticed right away it was way too small for two dudes and all their fun furniture. I set it up right and good with humidity and both fresh and salt water and varied food every day and fun climbing toys etc. Everything I read told me they would likely be desperate to molt but it took me about a week to get back to the store and get them a much larger tank. When I got home - of course! - the little guy was gone. I left him alone, moved the bigger guy to the new tank (with an appropriate sub depth for him), and within an hour he was gone too. His name's Sneaky.
Six weeks later the little one's back! (Their molting chambers are fascinating, btw.) The bigger guy is considerably larger so I'm not expecting him back for another few months I guess.
So ... I have two (5) questions:
1. Should I move the little guy into the new house? Or is the bigger guy still vulnerable to cannibalism and they should both stay in their own spots until he comes back?
And 2. Will the little guy get depressed on his own? Will he get less depressed if he's in the same tank even though homie's not much company at the moment? Or will he just eat him?
Again, thank you all for even being here. This is a fun weird little club and I'm very excited to have discovered what a treat these creatures really are.
In order to not TL;DR this whole story, I'll cut to the chase: Will my smaller crab get depressed alone while waiting for my bigger guy to come back upstairs? It is actually best to just wait, right? Not, like, introduce a third crab to keep the little guy company and then be a whole HUGE surprise to the big guy?
Background: I'm from New England, although I've been in California for years. It may be confusing and weird for anyone from anywhere else (and horrifying to crab lovers) but hermit crabs are a throw-away staple of every child's summer vacation from the Cape to OOB. You buy them on the beach, in painted shells, in a tiny plastic carrier with a neon top and about 60 multi-colored aquarium rocks on the bottom, and you take them home - on your bike - to your cabin or campsite and over the next week you watch them slowly die like a bouquet of cut flowers. I personally never did this, but it is a way of life.
I recently went home to New England over the summer. I visited Hampton Beach in NH and, overwhelmed by nostalgia and ****, I decided I had missed out on an important part of my hometown culture. Yes, I thought, I *would* buy my first hermit crabs of life. Next to the toe rings and soft serve, a wizened sea witch beckoned me to her Bob Marley-draped craft table and I chose two very cool shells from her death colony (one metallic silver with red spots, one Spongebob smoking a joint). There must have been 30 crabs in a one-gallon metal grid cylinder - all rainbowed out and in serious distress. The Spongebob guy seemed to really want to get out of there.
To her credit, she did recommend that I get more than one, but it's likely she was just trying to sell them to me. She also recommended spritzing them, but she didn't specify that tap water is not cool AT ALL, and her spray-to-the-face technique seemed a little rude. Anyhow! I brought 2 sweethearts home and have been doing my damndest every since. You all have been such an enormous help.
I did of course have to smuggle them in a carry-on, which I'm sure was unimaginably unpleasant - but don't they all get to us on a plane to begin with? (Poor things.) I do still feel bad about making them repeat that - even before I researched anything I could see they have memories and emotions and they were very, very scared and upset in my secret purse during ear-popping time.
When I got them home to a semi-permanent spot I set them up in what I thought were sweet new digs - a cute 5G little nonsense from the pet store - but I noticed right away it was way too small for two dudes and all their fun furniture. I set it up right and good with humidity and both fresh and salt water and varied food every day and fun climbing toys etc. Everything I read told me they would likely be desperate to molt but it took me about a week to get back to the store and get them a much larger tank. When I got home - of course! - the little guy was gone. I left him alone, moved the bigger guy to the new tank (with an appropriate sub depth for him), and within an hour he was gone too. His name's Sneaky.
Six weeks later the little one's back! (Their molting chambers are fascinating, btw.) The bigger guy is considerably larger so I'm not expecting him back for another few months I guess.
So ... I have two (5) questions:
1. Should I move the little guy into the new house? Or is the bigger guy still vulnerable to cannibalism and they should both stay in their own spots until he comes back?
And 2. Will the little guy get depressed on his own? Will he get less depressed if he's in the same tank even though homie's not much company at the moment? Or will he just eat him?
Again, thank you all for even being here. This is a fun weird little club and I'm very excited to have discovered what a treat these creatures really are.