No entry yesterday. I overslept. Managed to give Domino and Mike their breakfasts and get myself to work, then had a grueling day - 29 bags of leaves!!! I came home, bathed, got online to check on Nicole's thread -- I've really been worried about them, it surprises me how real and immediate everyone here is to me -- anyway, I was too tired to have any coherent thoughts.
Got mealies and crickets yesterday. (Our pet store hasn't heard of a mealworm shortage; I didn't belabor the subject because I don't want them to jack up the prices!) I haven't had crickets for the new boys, when I got mealies last time they didn't have any crickets, late shipment. Anyway, I gave Shikoni a cricket and he bit me! There's a big old hole in my thumb ... he was after the cricket, I know. That one got away but it left its leg behind, so I'm sure he caught it later. I gave him another without incident. I put four into a pint jar and took them in to the brothers. They didn't really know what this whole thing was all about, but caught on pretty fast - first one into the jar, then the other, twice. (When I give Shikoni the Jar-o-Bugs he usually gets two or even three at a time!)
One of the new boys started barking around midnight, Shikoni answered! It went on for about ten minutes. They were fussing all night, woke me up twice and I talked to them, it seemed to settle them down for a while. The third time I grabbed a spare pouch and took them into the bathroom to check for anything. Put the pouch into the sink and managed to dump them out, one at a time. Washi came out first and went straight into the other pouch; I folded the top and set it aside. Kioko finally came out -- nowhere to go! He's the one who was fussing, I know his voice by now - little crab bucket - and I got him onto my arm, then managed to hold him for just a minute and checked his tummy, his tail and two of his feet; everything looked OK. He climbed down my leg and started running around the floor. I sat down and put the pouch near me. He got in behind the toilet and up the fill pipe, I wished I'd brought my camera - Kioko the Plumber! Explored quite a bit, then he found the pouch and back in it.
Washi watched the whole thing from the safety of my lap. I looked him over too, everything looked OK. When Kioko got into the pouch on the floor, Washi ventured out and across my leg and into it with his brother. I took them home, got a nip trying to get the pouch into the cage! They're sound asleep now.
Friday night: we had cheeseburgers, and so did the boys. Raw spinach (which we use instead of lettuce), a small piece of tomato, mango. All dishes empty Saturday morning except for a few spinach leaves.
Saturday: the boys got salmon, frozen mixed veg, banana. The brothers ate everything, again just a few bites left. Shikoni left most of his banana; I'm not surprised, he usually shnubs banana and apples.
So far I have yet to find a food that Washi and Kioko don't like. Everything we have on hand seems to be quite acceptable. I like trying new things; right now the persimmons are ready, sometime in January the loquats will be ripe, providing we don't get a really hard freeze; in April and May it's mulberries. I doubt we'll get any peaches, plums or apricots this year, we haven't had a good crop for several years because the trees are really old and because we don't spray rigorously -- or at all any more. Too many chemicals needed, at least in this part of Texas, and we just don't like chemicals, and really don't have the discipline to follow the schedule the way you need to. Oh well, there will be plenty of flowers!
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