As The Tad Thickens...

I have noticed over these past weeks that Tad has plumped up quite a bit. I'm not entirely convinced that he's gotten any longer, but he certainly appears thicker about the middle. I am not currently in possession of any super-teensy-weensy tape-measures; therefore I am unable to provide you with any cold hard data to back up my claims.

Here you see Tad with one of his two ever-present-parental-units. He's not quite ready to kick their collective a**es, but he could be a contender someday.

His gills are, as of yet, extant. However, I understand that his gills will suddenly one day disappear, without warning. Ah! Gills, then no gills! What wondrous amphibious magic is this!

Correction! T or A?

RE: My "T or A ?" entry of October 30th: It appears that Lucy is the one who is a "breast man", and not Hammerhead. Tsk, tsk, my bad. I can now see that Lucy has a slightly stumpier tail than Hammerhead does. If I had been a TAD more observant (no pun intended), then I might have noted that important detail.

The newts enjoy a feast of ice-cubed bloodworms regularly. I have been instructed to knock thrice upon the newts' aquarium when it is feeding time, as they have been trained a la Skinner. H never fails to grasp the quickly-dissolving cube in his jaws, and is soon flailing about, shaking the quivering mass of worms the way certain mammalian predators might shake certain wee animals in order to break their respective wee necks.

I have been unable to get a clear shot of feeding time. Curse the lowly camera! Instead, use thy imagination, with these feeble images as your humble guide...

Can you spot the bloodworms hanging from H's mouth in the second photo?