starsevol
Cohabbing is cruelty...
A month ago when we first got back from Daytona I was greeted with a clutch just starting to pip. It was from my granite stripe Steve, and Carol's anery hurricane motley girl Katrina. There were 21 eggs and I decided to put them up in the pinball room upstairs so that the phorid flies would not bother them. I hate those things, almost have them wiped out now. I set up a shoebox of damp moss and a water bowl to pop the babies in until I had time to sex and deli cup them. 6 days after we got home from Daytona, the last baby came out of the egg. Out of 21 eggs it looks like only one had not hatched, it had a few shallow slit like marks on it, but leaked no fluid, and did not look pipped at all. Oh well, 20 out of 21 is not bad!! I took out the last 5 babies, all females, and deli cupped them. Checked the moss for any stragglers, checked it again, and called it good. 20 hatched eggs, 20 babies...all is well with the world. Right?
So, yesterday was my day off. I finally decided to get my lazy butt in the pinball room and take out the hatchling container and empty the moss into the garden. So, I enter the dark room......
and here is what I found!!!
So, yesterday was my day off. I finally decided to get my lazy butt in the pinball room and take out the hatchling container and empty the moss into the garden. So, I enter the dark room......
and here is what I found!!!
