Shelly's home

If anybody was worried that Shelly'd have to spend the rest of her life in that little home , worry not. She is sorted. Huge plastic bowly tank, with fresh, clean sand, variety of shell, just in case she grows suddenly and needs to swap hers for a bigger, even an ornament (inherited from the fish, who were sadly left behind in Chester-le-Street, they have good owners though).
So simply - crab's heaven. Unfortunately Shelly loves the sand so much, that she buries herself underneath it and we can only hear a bit of scraping on the plastic. Tomorrow we'll get her a friend, so maybe together they'll stay above the ground.