Meet Barry. He's a Barythelphusa sp. from Pakistan, who's now awaiting an appointment with posterity in a bottle. Barry came with a buddy, Barry 2, who kicked the crab bucket shortly after shedding his skin. Now he lives alone in a little plastic tank in the lab, counting the days to immortality and rearing up to punch ducks far above his weight. Just half the size of Lola and Bambi, who are biscuit-munching exemplars of geniality, Barry overcompensates with a beady-eyed belligerence that never shuts down and a fearsome temper to the tips of his stubby fingers.









Let poor Barry go! Or else he'll come back as a ghost crab & haunt the lab.
Posted by: Aydin | 17 November 2008 at 05:36 AM