When Rhonda was a little girl, and I suppose she still does today, She LOVED to collect sea shells.

Once when we were in Gulf Port for a weekend, she and Catherine and Rhonda went for a walk on the beach. She returned with several shells, which she placed on the tile floor near the door to dry.

We all went out to lunch.

When we returned, the shells had disappeared!

As she began to look for them, she described them to me.

I soon realized that her shells were Hermit Crabs. They hadn’t been lost. They simply Walked away!

We never found them in the hotel room.

We all still giggle when we remember that day. Perhaps the crabs found their way back to the beach. Maybe they were found by an unsuspecting person occupying the room after we checked out. Maybe they are still there! We will never know for sure.

One thing we do know is that when Rhonda collects shells, she always checks them for inhabitants