Hold the presses

[mela]

:laugh:Hold the presses, lock the doors, panic in mudville. Respond to screching and hollerin from Grand baby (22 years) and granny. They are hollering that there is a Big rat behind the hutch. I come running from outside covered in sawdust and glue with hammer and club to get this dasterdly demon that has gaul to invade grannys domain. Standing in front of the hutch with hammer and club ready to pull the hutch from the wall then the "Rat" walkes out from behind the hutch covered in dust, dog and cat hair. His claws were caked in crud. It was my Big male CRAWDAD. Rescued my big boy cleaned him up and put him back into the tank. Poor guy must have been terrified with all the goings on.

Later
Mel

 

[homedog98]

:rofl: I would say your crawdad has earned a new name lol.

 

[BettaFishMommy]

lol!!!! crawdad is now crawldad.

 

[homedog98]

^^^ I was thinking rat... But ok lol!

 

[excuzzzeme]

:rofl:

 

[pixl8r]

Crawdads and crabs, escape artists extraordinaire. I once found a fiddler crab down two flights of stairs, and on the other side of the house, a trek of at least 40 feet.

 

[mela]

My big guy doesent seem to be too bad shape. This morning thought that I had a dead one. It wasen`t it was my big boy making a little crawdad love. Recon just went for a walk.

Mel

 

[Kaosu]

hah I had a cray in a tank when i was a kid...in my room on the 2nd story it got out ..my mom found it a few days later alive and covered in fuzz in the laundry room ..it made it down the curved stairs threw the hall..living room kitchen and down some more stairs..than took a sharp right ..probably about 50-60 feet. how the cats, dogs, or ferrets that roamed the house didnt find him ill never know..lucky bug.