Everett found this beautiful shell on our beach trip. He was so proud of his find that we lugged it around with us the rest of our time at the pier. Why would we keep such a cool souvenir on the floor where it could get stepped on or broken? We wouldn't. It walked itself off the counter and across the floor. Apparently, despite our best efforts to make sure this shell was uninhabited, it was still home to a shy, little creature. Needless to say, we drove him back to the pier and Amelia returned him home with a frightened squeal and a wild toss.
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