And she never came out again! Last night was Ruby's third feeding. I found her under her cork bark. Curled up like a nice little sleeping baby. As I carried her to her bin in the kitchen, her head quickly flattened out into the more familiar triangle. I wanted to get a weight on her, so I put her in a collander on the scale. Man can she strike when she doesn't want to get picked up! Then she struck at her mouse when I put her in her bin, but she had to drop it so she could stand there like a cobra and threaten me while I put the lid on. She's so funny.
Her little friend Pepper took the pink out of my fingers for the first time.
Little lav stripe Calli is up to 7 grams now, and is an expert tail-rattler.
Lily, the lavblood, was blue but ate anyway.
Jasper, hypo bloodred, had his tenth post-regurge sliced and diced pink.
Jasmine, former bloodred hateling, now nice show off girl, is up to 10 grams.