Answer:
This noble creature has the embarrassing inability to get up once it's been flipped onto its back.
The homes of tiny creatures that collect in corners if you aren't vigilant about dusting.
He calls in the morning, the day to renew, if his owner gets hungry, he'll be turned to stew. What is he?
I am slow and carry my house wherever I go but I am not a turtle. I leave a slimy trail behind me. What am I?
The strangest creature you'll ever find: Two eyes in front and many many more behind.
I am the fountain from which no one can drink. For many I am considered a necessary link. Like gold to all I am sought for, but my continued death brings wealth for all to want more.