u/PeridotPidgeon

I CAUGHT MY BABIES MID MOLT LAST NIGHT!!!!

It's been about 3 1/2 weeks since I was first shocked by their appearance, I have kept a close eye on everyone since, everyone has been doing wonderful tho! ❤️❤️❤️... Besides daddy Scuttlebug being super mad at me for installing the tank divider lol.

I would love to celebrate by treating them to sometning special today. I'm paranoid about what i feed them, I don't want to make them sick or hurt them in any way of course. I know they basically eat anything anyway, but I was curious what sweets you guys have given your hissers and what they really enjoyed, like possibly cookies or cake or anything like that if it's safe for them.

I already feed them Fuji apples, a salad mix, bananas, potato bits, puppy kibble, small amounts of dry blueberry oatmeal, very small amounts of seedless raspberry preserves occasionally, and sometimes little bits of blackforest ham. ❤️❤️❤️

(Yes the wood in there is foraged, it is NOT pine, cedar or redwood, it was extensively scrubbed, boiled, dried, then baked for several hours on low heat before added to their enclosure)

Second attempt post because all the photos didnt upload for some reason lol

Kan Kan will undergo surgery as soon as I get my "change" back from taxes. He is in stable condition and surrounded by his plushie family that love him so much.

The initial shock and frankly the brutality of it made me think he was done for. But thanks to all of you in this community, you have given me so many amazing ideas and very helpful advice, and many many words of encouragement.

A commentator on the original post (if you see this know you are freakin amazing) suggested i repair him in a kintsugi fashion. The Japanese art of repairing broken pottery with gold, silver or platinum to turn something broken into something beautiful and priceless. Im opting for gold, he deserves it. I will be on the hunt for the prettiest gold thread I can find and perhaps a few golden heart patches.

Ive done alot of research on sewing methods and how to handle the fabric he is made of, im still nervous, but i know alot more than I did before now.

He deserves to be mended. He took a hit for all of my plushies.

While he may never look the same thats ok. Scars tell stories, make you unique. They show you survived something awful or beautiful. You wouldn't stop loving someone if they experienced a tragic accident or god forbid an attack. And the same goes for Kan Kan.

My little brother has scars of his own.

he contracted meningitis at age 5. He fought through it, had to relearn everything again and lived with a PEG tube for a little over a year. A hero himself in every sense. He will understand Kan kans scars. Hes older now and has come leaps and bounds, he deals with Autism and intense ADHD, i have gotten him several plushies, "pee pee chu" a large Pikachu hes had since he was a baby, Clucky, a giant rooster squishmallow, lots and lots of cats vs pickles beans that helped him in physical thereapy so much. His favorite being a jumbo skelekitty (carpel beans older brother) and Kan kans twin brother named Viking Bear.

I still collect cats vs pickles, and i have... Alot. I wasnt ever into dolls much but always wanted a dollhouse. Thats led into my city of kitty beans. Its a vast community, thankfully nurse Mary bean DNP is here to tend to Kan kan, along with patches, Rotley and Inker and Gazley to show support. I am on the hunt for Doc kitty and have found one. Like in real life, its hard to get in contact with a doctor. But Dr. James bean MS/MD should be on the way soon. (Yes they are named after silent hill 2 lol) Kan Kan is in very good hands and paws.

Thank you to everyone in this amazing community, im very thankful to be in here with so many others that understand the sentimental value and importance of our beloved plushie pals 🧡🖤🐻

Og post link is in the comments

Well i was met with a huge surprise today... about 50 babies to be exact.

I thought i was pretty careful about this... I keep their tank about 70⁰F, thats with a heating pad in the back. My room temp is at 65⁰F humidity around 65-70% as well to not encourage breeding.

But I screwed up and put a fern in there for them that trapped more heat and humidity in there and boom.

There is no way I can keep all of them. No matter how bad I want to. I do not have the proper space and equipment for all of them, or the money at the moment to aquire those things.

I did contact some folks near me and sold all but 8 of the nymphs for roughly for 5$ every 10 of them.

Im keeping the 8. When my adult babies eventually pass away, atleast i will have their offspring with me.

I just feel bad. I love them so much, all of them. I get very attached to things hence why I tried to deter it. From what ive learned its ok to keep the babies with the adults, they dont harm or canibalise their young. So the 8 went back in the tank.

I will probably set a divider up in the aquarium from now on keeping males and females separate. So once the babies get big enough to identify gender they can be on either mom or dads side.

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(I have to add flair to this so I am able to post and it wont let me select anything truly relevant im sorry)

I lost a special friend yesterday... i dont want to get into what happened to him, but it was done by someone upset with me. I only have a few pictures of him but I want to try and fix him a little so I can get a memorial photo of him. (Plushie mortician ig)

His name was Kan Kan, I got an identical one while on the road during a cross country move from one coast to the other. Stopped in my home state of kansas to visit family before continuing on. My little brother saw the one I had and fell in love with it, so we went back to walmart and I got another so we had something to feel closer to eachother. He kept my original one, and i took the one bought there. We named him Kan Kan. We built a plushie fort for them to have a sleepover the night before I hit the road again. I promised him I would bring Kan Kan back whenever I got to see him again so his bear would be reunited with his friend.

I feel like ive lost an actual person. Feels like a chunk of me just died. All of my plushies are very special to me. To me they all have their own feelings and personalitys, little souls in some way even. Plushies have been my everything since i was little. It wasnt intentional, it was a wrong place at the wrong time deal, and the person is sorry, but itll never bring him back. I dont think i could fix him, even if I did I couldn't explain why he looks like that now to my little brother. And if I did I fix him i would just remember what happened to him. The thought of just throwing him away is destroying me, I really dont know if i can. its not like I can bury him somewhere, nor cremate him.

I do plan on using what I can of him to make a commemorative heart filled with his stuffing, and sewing manufacturer tag onto it as well. I may keep his stuffing and possibly re stuff an identical one so there's some part of him there.

I just hope he knows I loved him so much, im so sorry for what happened to him and if I somehow replace him someday, its for my little brothers sake. And not because I forgot about him.

If anybody has any kind advice for how to cope with this it would be appreciated

First Pic is just one off the internet. Rest is all ill show.