R.I.P- part deux

This morning when I checked on Zack's remaining crab, something didn't look quite right. Not only had he abandoned his shell, he was just hanging onto the side of the water dish. Upon further inspection, it was determined that Hermit II had gone towards the light. Once again, the undertaker was apprised of the situation, the undertaker had the unfortunate task of telling Zack (this is after Ansley caught sight of the hanging crab and yelled "oh my god, look at the crab!") mom was blamed for making us go on a trip last weekend, and a coffin was fashioned out of an old matchbox. I suppose some sort of crab plague hit. Rest in peace little buddy.

*edit* Gary just found it ironic that the coffin was made out of a "Bones" box.