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Waffle and salad (and Dorothy too)

Now that he’s grown up a bit, Waffle’s become a bit more weary and a bit less witless. He’s still insanely warm-hearted for a reptile though and is perfectly content in the company of humans as long as they don’t wield cameras.

Well I do occasionally wield a camera, and it’s nearly impossible to get a decent shot of him when he’s on the alert. The solution? Distract with food (remember, he’s still a little witless). The result? Pictures with my baby’s cuute little face actually showing.

Oh, and even though I say he’s a he, I’m pretty sure by now that he’s a she. But I was so sure for so long that he was a he that I can’t stop calling him that.

The next photo’s from a while ago, but just in case you haven’t seen it here’s one of my favourite pictures of Dorothy:

It was taken a moment before she noticed I was there then shot me a look like I was being loud or something. Seriously, she looks at people like we’re the small ones. Aah well, Dorothy will be Dorothy, and she’ll still always be my little girl!

Beware of attack turtle

A box arrived for me in the mail and look what popped out!

Toby and I

He jumped right on me, feisty little guy. He’s a gift from Lisa, E.Webscapes head honcho, blogger extraordinaire, shutterbug, and absolute sweetheart. Thank you Lisa!

Before he got here she suggested that I might name whatever was in the box and perhaps even put it on a shelf. Me, getting emotionally attached to inanimate objects? Psh… (His name is Toby and he’s friends with Quasar and Mr. Sguiggly Sguiggle.)

As much as I and the other turtle plushies approve of Toby, Dorothy was unimpressed as usual. You can’t blame her though, she’s just scared he’ll be taking a share of the food (and obviously not bright enough to realise he’s a toy). Aww, look at her trying to attack me through the glass:

Dorothy and I

And Zeus adds that if ‘that thing’ moves, he’ll eat it:


Moving on, Vicki was over again recently and this time Ross, her boyfriend, came along as well. It’s nice to meet people you’ve heard so much about, you’re always surprised by how completely different they are from what you expected! (Pleasantly so, of course.)

Vicki and I: (She is not a turtle, but like them she is very cute, eats fish, and has retractable limbs)

Vicki and I

And for those who haven’t already seen it, my new social network profile pic:

Turtle Becca

It feels much more ‘me’ than anything that could come straight out of the camera (my mom says I’m weird). Well most words you can think of to describe it pretty much describe me in one way or another, so I love it!

Hello Again World

A place really starts to feel like home when you get in from a long day, see your new bed in your new room, and you couldn’t imagine wanting to be anywhere else. We’ve unpacked our boxes, hung our pictures on the walls, and have already had our first neighbourly dispute (their pipes which are right above us had a leak).

Dorothy and I The turtles are happy with their own new homes… Well, two of them are anyway, Zeus is in a dumpy little tub until the store has the wood for his new enclosure ready. But Dorothy and Waffle are pleased. And they shall be even more pleased once I get their above tank asking areas built so I can fill the water all the way up.

In other news, Will has been promoted so he’s now second in command of the kitchen (he cooks in a Japanese restaurant). We also picked up our new ID cards, he looks like a criminal in his photo and I look like an asshole. Gotta love ID photos.

Regarding the layout changes, sorry to you 800×600ers! I figured I’d never be sure of how I want to arrange things until I just put the changes up and looked, so things will be moving around shortly. (Which with being me and all unfortunately doesn’t mean much since that’s a relative term. )

Change is Inevitable

Hello you lovely people! Sorry for the disappearing act, I’ve been busy burying myself under a pile of boxes. We’re moving apartment tomorrow, and being the horrible procrastinator I am I didn’t bother getting anything packed until it turned into a very large task that needed to be completed very quickly.

I’ve also realised that I come from a family of pack rats. It was horrifying to see exactly how much junk I’d managed to stuff into my room over the past few years. But then I went to see what Mom was up to and she was diligently unpacking and repacking several boxes that hadn’t been touched since the last time we moved. I guess a weakness for knick knacks runs in the genes.

Set up the new turtle tanks today. The matching blisters I have on both hands proves it (I love Fluval filters, but the initial priming is a pain in the ass). Waffle’s getting a 65 gallon tank and Dorothy’s getting a 75. I’ll be making a separate trip tomorrow to bring them over. Then I get to make some custom above tank basking areas, and a custom enclosure for Zeus (I really want to do something like this tortoise table). I’ve been getting so obsessed with them lately. Willie fears the day that we move in together and I fill the house with reptiles.

The computer needs to be boxed now, so see you all on the other side.

Turtle Mating Dance

Meet Zeus!

The latest addition to our family:

Why Zeus? Well we thought such a majestic creature deserved a flamboyant name. He’s a Serrated Box Turtle (Cuora Serrata) and I’m absolutely thrilled with his arrival. He’s settling in well and thankfully is in good health.

I’m saving all the turtley details that most wouldn’t be interested in for Turtlog, so here’s a quick (probably boring) summary:

  • All species in the genus Cuora are listed under CITES Appendix II. This means that they are “not necessarily threatened with extinction, but trade must be controlled in order to avoid utilization incompatible with their survival”.
  • Some believe that Serrata is a hybrid between Cuora galbinifrons and Pyxidea mouhotii. Some don’t. I just intend to take care of my turtle and let the experts make a decision about that one.
  • I’m ecstatic over finding and adopting him. My whole family (also turtle lovers) is delighted. My boyfriend thinks we’re crazy.

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Super Turtle

Dorothy eating breakfast

It’s Super Turtle in her breakfast bowl!

Notes: The white stuff in the water is a cuttlefish bone she just shredded. The food tub is an octagon, explaining why she appears to have two heads. Super doesn’t equal photogenic.

The Great Escape

An old pic of the turts, but it’s still one of my favourites.

Waffle and Dorothy #1

I had to clean Waffle’s tank and so I moved him into a smaller tub next to Dorothy’s. Since he loves climbing, I quickly taped a couple sheets of plastic to the sides so that he wouldn’t be able to get out. When I came back the sheets of plastic had been pushed down and he was perched precariously on the tub’s rim. Dorothy was swimming back and forth in front of him, seemingly saying, “What do you think you’re doing, punk?”

Another shot capturing Dorothy’s not-all-too-impressed expression:

Waffle and Dorothy #2


Waffle, acting awfully dog-like while begging for food.

Waffle begging for food #1 Waffle begging for food #2

An Update on Life

A quick update on how life is.

Bought myself a new phone not along ago, here’s a pic of the little girl:

A windy day #1

It’s a Nokia 3120. Didn’t want a fancy phone, don’t need a built in camera and my PDA takes care of most other things. What I did want was something cheap enough so that it wouldn’t push me too far away from my goal of saving up enough for a good digital cam. After rebates, she’ll have taken HK$600 (just under US$80) from my bank account. Not bad at all.

The weather’s been gorgeous lately, the summer heat and much more horrible humidity seem to have passed for this year. There’s something about good weather that makes everything seem more beautiful. Willie and I being blown away in the breeze:

A windy day #1 A windy day #2

Pic taken before a zit the size of China popped up on my cheek. I really need to lay of the cheese chips.

Oh yes, and I’m now officially on a diet. After quitting smoking my weight crept up to 105lbs, which may sound fine and dandy but I have at least three pairs of pants that I can’t quite squeeze into anymore. Trying to do so proves to be rather frustrating.

Dorothy, my Red-eared slider, has finally moved into her new tank in my room. Her favourite hobby is now rearranging rocks while I’m trying to sleep and diving off her dock (spllaasshh) while I’m trying to sleep in. Good fun.

Site-wise, I’ve decided to finally let go of the old themes/styles. Retiring them is strangely difficult, but I know I can do a better job now than I could when I made them.

I hope to blog again soon, but if I do end up slacking off (it’s been known to happen), then you can always keep yourself amused at Elea’s or Skye’s, two of my absolute favourite personal bloggers.

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