Tad, Meet Dad!
It's Day 9 with my beloved's newts: Hammerhead, Lucy, and Tad-the-Baby. Tad resides within his own bowl, currently set inside of his parents' aquarium. Ever since Baby's bowl was introduced into L & H's environs, the two newts have been quite obsessed with this Foreign Object. When I wake up, they are hanging out next to Baby's bowl; when I come home from The Office, there they both are again (or still?), smack-dab next to Baby's bowl.
My beloved tells me that when L & H bred in the past that they eventually ate their offspring. I can see why! Such tender little shoots-of-legs, and such delightful gills! How truly tasty they must appear to One-Who-Is-Newtish. Therefore, Tiny Tad must be kept separate, until he is old enough --and big enough-- to bite back, I suppose.
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