I am Herman. My human found me on the beach at Ocean City. Someone had tossed me away. Guess they thought I could live in the sand and ocean by myself. My grandma bought me a new shell because mine was cracking. It was painted too. Not good for me because then my shell can't breathe-let oxygen in. Painted shells look good and cute but they aren't good for us. I have a very nice tank and I stay all cozied up under my log until it's dark. Then I sneak out for dinner and soaks in my salt water.