Many years ago, probably like 7 or 8, I had an immature rosie, no idea of the sex. well one day, i was handling him/her and something moved fast near by and she got freaked and climed up the top of my thunb and dry bit me. It hurt. But only because two pointy things jabbing into your digits never feels good. enough to drop him/her. you know the rest.. RIP spider-whom-i-never-named... I ended up getting another one, same species, who ended up being a male, which disappointed me, as females lifespans reign supreme... (this is coming from a book i had, don't quote me). Well, it was at that point in my life, i got involved with the law and landed some time in a DYS facility, then a DSS program. for like 2 years. i put the care of my rosie, emp, and pixie frog in my brothers hands. bad move. my brother thought the pixie would form it's own coccoon like the african bullfrogs from the desert (i MUST own one of those... if you can get one of those monsters, for the love of god please send me a PM). of course, that happened, but it ended up dying from 2 years of neglect. I dont even know the fate of my male emp (very tame). bro said he escaped. right. moving on. heres the part that perplexed me. he completely neglected the rosie. fullt grown adult male rosie. for two years. no food, no water. i come home from DSS to find my scorp and fat frog dead, but the rosie is still alive. the rosie was STILL ALIVE. i swear i'm not lying. 2 years????