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The Bobling Report
I changed Bob's bedding this morning, and it could not have gone smoother.
I offered him the box and he walked right in. Once he was set someplace out of the way, I tossed the sand and put in the peat moss. While there are two or three little... hills... of green sand on my carpet, a mess was expected. I just need to run the vaccuum over it. I also discovered that the reason I have not been finding any pre-wrapped poops like I normally do is because Bob had dug a latrine in the back of his tank and had been stowing everything there. Well. I'm both happy and very, very confused. XD
Once I had the peat in his tank, I opened the box and Bob backed out. Poor boy. It's hard for him to walk backwards, I know, but he did it.
So now he's pretty much still where he's been for the past hour. I know he's alright because he's been slowing turning around in a circle, getting used to everything.
While I'm out, I'll get a thermometer and a humidity thingy from the petstore, along with some of the biggest, juiciest crickets they have. My Bobling needs a good meal after all that.
Oh!
Bob and his tank, still on the floor. I had to put him on the ground because, well, doing it on the table means I can get in the way of the light from the window. Casting a shadow freaks him out. Also, his leg looks like it's at the worst angle ever. It's not broken, I swear. He's just abnormally flexible. XD
The tank in it's new location. Note the creepy clown doll. There's normally a towel over half of his tank, don't worry. He's not always so exposed. Heh.
Also:
Because Bob's tank is no longer on top of my sewing machine...
Ahhhhh, it feels good.
I offered him the box and he walked right in. Once he was set someplace out of the way, I tossed the sand and put in the peat moss. While there are two or three little... hills... of green sand on my carpet, a mess was expected. I just need to run the vaccuum over it. I also discovered that the reason I have not been finding any pre-wrapped poops like I normally do is because Bob had dug a latrine in the back of his tank and had been stowing everything there. Well. I'm both happy and very, very confused. XD
Once I had the peat in his tank, I opened the box and Bob backed out. Poor boy. It's hard for him to walk backwards, I know, but he did it.
So now he's pretty much still where he's been for the past hour. I know he's alright because he's been slowing turning around in a circle, getting used to everything.
While I'm out, I'll get a thermometer and a humidity thingy from the petstore, along with some of the biggest, juiciest crickets they have. My Bobling needs a good meal after all that.
Oh!
Bob and his tank, still on the floor. I had to put him on the ground because, well, doing it on the table means I can get in the way of the light from the window. Casting a shadow freaks him out. Also, his leg looks like it's at the worst angle ever. It's not broken, I swear. He's just abnormally flexible. XD
The tank in it's new location. Note the creepy clown doll. There's normally a towel over half of his tank, don't worry. He's not always so exposed. Heh.
Also:
Because Bob's tank is no longer on top of my sewing machine...
Ahhhhh, it feels good.