Been remiss on blogging lately. Lot’s of stuff going on over at Casa du Casey.
This is one post where I admit that I’m fallible…human…and prone to screwing up just like anyone else. Fortunately this has a happy ending.
So a couple weeks ago I’m doing my normal enclosure maintenance stuff when I noticed that my little Avicularia metallica juvenile had molted. This is one I’ve been interested in sexing, and so I pulled the enclosure off the shelf and prepared to snag the molt which was laying on the very top of the webbing. (A LOT of webbing.)
I look around and down into the enclosure, a tall AMAC plastic box, and I don’t see the tarantula anywhere in sight, so I think, “cool beans, time for my forceps and the usb microscope!”