Okay, I posted a week ago about me stupidly uncovering a freshly molted crab. Well, I was certain that it was going to mean death for one of my favorite crabs. I was very wrong. I lifted the cocohut off of him, and he was walking around in there trying to find a way out. He looked great, and he didn't seem any worse for the wear.
I guess I made it through my first molt.
