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cameras for close-ups. Next ve tried the lobster on a small queen conch. 
Til® lobster basketed it and began chousing on it, but after breaking off 
a few pieces of shell near the lip called it a day. I gave the shell back 
to him two or three tiroes, but no sale* He had found something that he 
couldn't break Into. The same was true with a turkey wing. Apparently 
his limit is clams. Wish I had a good big one. Some day we will learn 
where they keep theroselvea, and then we can try out several sisses* 
Gave our little dromid (?) a workout today also. He \ises half of an 
old clam shell as a cover. When te is not walking about with it on his 
back — which he does very slowly -- he allows it to lie flat on the bottom 
looking like any of a thousand similar (and unoccupied) clam shells. He 
fits into it perfectly, and when fri^tened snugs down and melts together 
until he appears to be nothing but a glob of something pinkish almost 
filling the shell. 
We turned him upside down to see how he would right himself. And he 
didn't. After half or three quarters of an hour of staring at him calmly 
lying inverted without qixlvering a muscle, we ^ve up on tlmt aspect. After 
some fiddling around I managed to get him out of his shell by wedging a bit 
of scallop shell back of him when he lowered himself a fraction of an inch 
from his canopy. Out of his shell he was pinkish in color, with what 
appeared to he two fake eyespots near the front end. And he was confused. 
Many times he began walking blindly away from the shell lying upturned on 
the sand. But at last I got him to notice it. He clanbered up and slid 
into it upside down, quick as a wink. And he didn't move again. But I 
h^ had enough of that kind of so I pried him out of his hon® a^in 
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