My boyfriend was worried about our P. irminia last night when we went to water due to very slow movement, and when he tried to herd him back to the burrow the T barely moved, had a delayed threat pose, etc.(he was pretty concerned when he nudged it wrong and the poor T fell from it's perch on the cube) Had my suspicions on pre-molt, looked this morning and guess who's on their back? Got into an odd place where it's borderline wedged under a piece of leaning cork bark, and the boyfriend about had a heart attack thinking it was dying. With assurances (and hopefully a fresh exuvium in a couple of hours) he let it be, but I'm excited to get the first molt out and confirm the sex. Can't find my camera, but when I do I'll try to post pics later