So it came to my attention yesterday that the lil' bugger of a turtle we had passed away sometime in the last few days. It sucks but I knew it was coming because no matter how much we fed him he didn't grow after the first few months. We hadn't setup the greatest habitat for him but he had his water and sunning area with a good light source, the only thing he lacked was a lot of natural light but the apartment doesn't get much as a whole. I guess thats what we get for buying turtles as young as they are from Chinatown (they have a very high infant mortality rate).
Laurie and I even had plans on buying him some buddies and trying to find a better spot for him but all of that will won't happen now. Instead the Robinowski Hamsters that Laurie purchased on a spur will get upgraded and the horde of snails that I have will get upgraded from their 5gal tank into the Hamster's old 10gal.
Onto something lighter, apparently the British fancy the word FUCKING just like we do. Check it out
here.
One day I actually plan on talking about things other than myself I swear.