Oh, I am just so fired up right now I can hardly stand it. We stopped in Petsmart to check out their hermies and what we found was heart wrenching! First off let me say the place was packed and there was a nice old man working in that department that had his hands full trying to help everyone. When he realized we wanted to look at a few of the crabs he gave me a little container and said to go ahead and look through them and bring any I wanted to buy back up to him. I was shocked because usually they insist on getting all the crabs out for you. Well, when I got close enough to reach in the death smell was sooooo strong and the humidity was at 45 could not tell the temp! There were body parts EVERYWHERE! I started looking at the crabs and found some that had died in their shells and had been there so long they were dried up inside of them. The ones that were alive were not coming out of their shells for any reason. One little one however darn well almost climbed completely out on my hand when I picked it up. It was not trying to defend itself, but rather to my soft heart almost seemed to be like "finally I am going to put on the cutest face I can and get the heck out of here!" Well, how could I resist such a sad little crab? It is now in my iso tank. The poor thing must have been half starved because within ten minutes it was happily munching on Vickie's dandilion delicacies. I had one more I wanted, but didn't think Andrew would let me get two from that tank. It was a larger crab shoved into a small shell. When picked up even his eyes could not fit in the shell since it was so small. It held onto the front of the shell for dear life almost like it was afraid it would fall out if it let go. After complaining about the place for over an hour Andrew said for me to go back and get it and give the manager a piece of my mind. May come home with a much lower iq tomorrow . I have printed out caresheets and fired off a nasty letter to the main company already.