At last, I've finally replaced the empty spot in my heart where Caligula once...uh...scuttled. When my beloved scorpion died shortly after leaving Hell (i.e., Memphis), I didn't know if I could ever own a scorpion again. But, I realized, I could refill the void when Roger, my first tarantula, died, so why not?
Ah, screw all that pathos shit. The real barrier is the lack of serious pet stores in this area (Hades). Yesterday, though, I finally got a new scorpion! It was the same kind, a black emperor, and I named him Lucius after another evil Roman emperor (thanks to my nutty brother for the name idea--I was stuck on Octavian).
Not to dis our dear departed Caligula, but I think I like Lucius better already. For one thing, he's not shy about eating in front of me. The first day I had him, I dropped a cricket in there. I came back a little while later and my friend said, "Hey! He's got another head!" and sure enough, there were the remains of a cricket poking out of its mouth. We watched it munch it up and then "helped" another one into its clutches. Without hesitation, it grabbed it and started eating it. By then, though, I was out of crickets. I NEVER saw Caligula eat. In fact, I'm not sure he ever did. Thay may explain his death.
Today I got more, and today I saw its gluttony. It grabbed one cricket and started to eat it. Super! Then it grabbed another one and stuffed that one in its mouth. OK, great. Then it grabbed a THIRD one and stuffed THAT in its mouth. A little excessive. THEN it grabbed a FOURTH one and jammed THAT ONE in its mouth. Patently ridiculous! So there it was, with FOUR crickets in varying states of cunsumption sticking out of its mouth, and it goes after a FIFTH! Well, says I, that's about enough. I didn't want him to burst his stomach on his second day here. Fuckin' pig.
Cornelius ate one, I think.
My subsequent research into scorpions has lead me into the notion of raising my own scorpions. After all, they get along pretty well and don't have any problems fucking in public. That would be cool, especially since they're lifespan is so much shorter than that of tarantulas, so I want to get my money's worth.
I think I'll become a full time arachnid hobbyist! Then the chicks will dig me for sure!
