He climbed out of his 65 gallon tank from his dock and slid behind the tank along the wall! The tank is along a wall that is between our bedroom and the living room. My original thought was that one of my cats had knocked a painting off the wall. At least that was the sound I heard. I came out of the bedroom to find my cats prowling around the tank.... hmmmm. Look in, no Biscuit. No!!!!
found him between the tank stand and the wall on his side facing us.... crud, he is gonna snap at me if I put my fingers back there.
My husband reached back there, brave man that he is, and managed to get him turned around. Yay!
He pulled him out and checked him for injuries, but we didn't find any shell cracks or broken limbs, so now how to make him stay put... I did what every human mommy does, shook my finger at him and told him stay in the tank lol.
Guess what? He has....
