Violin Time

On my return from a week in Stuffing Batch last Sunday I saw a lifeless little face peering out from the murky water, the multitude of little legs quite still. Rog had put food in the tank on Friday night before leaving but it seems a day and a half without us proved too much for the little fella.

Only 26 days? Hardly Methusela was he?

The Final Photo Shoot

Oppie was dispatched to the fatball in the bird cafe. Alas, there were no takers.

Lorks!

. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . No sign of Shrimpie today! .............................Gulp

Oppie the Juggler

Oppie is an accomplished juggler, his multitude of little legs working in perfect synchrony.

A fine set of whiskers

Oppie does his 'monster emerging from the deep' impression and sports a fine set of whiskers

Oppie admires his wall art

It's a busy life rearranging detritus

..................................................and this little fella is no slouch