Yo! It’s me again. The blogging dog – Ah Bee. I am happy and settled after coming to live with Daddy and Mummy for 9 whole weeks! I will be officially 22 weeks old this coming Friday and last week when Mummy weighed me, I was 4.8 kg. Mummy kept on saying, “You are so fat!”. Oh, am I really fat?

I’d tell you a secret – I think I am a bee who can fly! – Mummy made me say that… ahem… I haven’t seen any bee. What do they do? Where do they live?

Oh well, nevermind. Back to the bee business. One night, Mummy told me she would make me a bee costume! With wings! And I need to wear the costume to help her pose for some pictures. Daddy said he would pay for the fabric – which he never did! All Daddy did was to hold me still while Mummy took my measurements – ssshhhh, I cannot reveal to you what my vital statistics are! Mummy says its best I keep mum about it. Whatever that means… tee hee.

These are the materials needed to make my handsome bee costume. The velvety cloth costs only 6 dollars for a metre, and Mummy bought yellow and black.

Me! Excited as ever. Many folks, I heard, gawk when they know my name is “Ah Bee”. Why? Why? Isn’t Ah Bee such a sweet name? Honey Bee, Bumble Bee. Who says its some Hokkien name? I am not ah Kow, okay!

And Mummy hard at work at my costume. This funny little plastic machine is called “Brother”. Why can’t it be called “Sister” or “Mother”? Why must be “Brother”? Heh heh. I am a thinking dog, okay. Woof woof!

And the completed costume! Sprawled on my kitchen floor. Looks like some transformer costume, right? Mummy, please don’t make me wear this. I want to run away!!!

Mummy – I have thought you promise me I can fly? How come the wings are not flapping?

And get that funny hairband off my head! I look like some girl doggy. My girlfriends will laugh at me! *Swings head violently*.

On a serious note, I’m glad Daddy and Mummy bought and adopted me and gave me such a nice little home. I would never imagine how life would have been if no one spotted me in that little window at the pet shop. Maybe, I will end up with some family with naughty little kids who will pull my ears and drag my tail all day long. Or spend the rest of my life with an old madame who want my body to be her foot-rest or to match her rug. Or worst, I’d get sold to those breeders at the puppy mills to help them sire litter after litter – not that I mind, but I find those bitches very pathetic. Mummy cried so hard when she saw this Oprah Winfrey video on puppy mills. She said; “My Bee is the luckiest boy. He eats birds nest (Oops – did I?), sleeps on a good bed and has a huge collection of toys.”

I resolve to outlive Wally and Molly and make Mummy love me forever.

Background voice: What about Daddy?

Oh… that Scrooge is still under probation. Woof woof!
Time for my afternoon nap. Tee hee.

Hello everyone! My name is Ah Bee and this is my first blog entry in my mummy/daddy’s blog. Hee hee. So excited to post here, I tell you! And please forgive me if I make mistakes about past tense and present tense or my English is bad. I have not gone to grammar school what. How you expect me to write perfect English right? And that’s me in the photo above! So smuck and handsome right? I am sitting in my crate waiting for my first outing! Yipppeee!

Upon my arrival, I got a few curious stares from people with small hands and legs. Mummy calls them “small children”. One little girl tried to run after me to grab my tail! I am so scared! Luckily Daddy is close by and fends off these small children away. Or else I will GGGRRRRR show them my awesome teeth!

And me in between my Daddy’s legs. I don’t know what he is trying to do. But he is really smelly – I’d tell you.

And me following Daddy Ah Toad as he walks me on the leash. Why is he walking me up and down the same spot? I think I look very thirsty after walking for so long! You see, puppies like me, cannot pay attention for too long.

And mummy and me standing far far away from the camera. You know why? I know why. I can read mummy’s mind – I tell you!

And that’s me! Still smuck and handsome after an hour walk. I like my face the best. Mummy always say I am a cute looking little schnauzer.

Why are they muzzling me up? I hate the bath-tub. I want to run away! Help me! I don’t want to be clean and smelling nice. I am just like Daddy!

I swear I am not going into the bathroom again. Remember my angry face!

So happy with my nice comfy bed and little banana squeaky toy. Daiso’s dog toys are AWESOME.

See I have so many toys! Mummy will buy me anything I fancy. I am a spoilt little brat… hee hee.

I’d promise not to bark before my food is served. I’d promise not to bark in the middle of the night. I’d promise not to pee and poo on the kitchen floor. I’d promise to cooperate with Mummy when she tries to clean my ears. I’d promise not to struggle during bath. And I’d promise not to escape out of the kitchen whenever the opportunity arises. I promise!

We brought Ah Bee for a hobby grooming lesson last weekend – to learn how to properly care for Ah Bee; trim his nails, clean his ears, pluck ear hair, shave his fur and bath him. The lesson is of benefit to us since we are first-time dog owners. During the 3.5 hours, we learnt how to handle and control him during grooming. We could see that Ah Bee was very tired after the ultra-long grooming session. Much of his fur had been matted and had to be shaved away. I like the Botak Ah Bee because he is so much neater now!

Ah Bee is now 17 weeks old and weigh a hefty 4.2 kg. Everytime I bring out a packet of treats, he would automatically sit down quietly and wait for me to give him the food. He’s also a big glutton who barks incessantly prior to meals. He can smell the food coming. Our dog trainer has instructed us how to stop the barking. But we are too soft-hearted to apply compulsive training to him – he is still so much of a baby! Look at his innocent baby eyes and you will melt into a dream. Not easy to make him sit so still; I actually have a packet of treats in front of my camera to make him pose. Most of the time, he is jumping up and down

And Ah Bee salivating at the sight of the dog biscuits. We bought him a “Talk-to-me” treatball which allowed us to record messages and dispense treats at the same time. However this treatball was so flimsy and didn’t last more than 2 weeks. So we ended up with a packet of biscuits left for his consumption. He was really a spoilt brat and a yaya dog (that’s what Croaky likes to call him when he pees on the kitchen floor).

Our dear Bee is nursing a cough and running a bit of phlegm for a few weeks. He likes to sleep on the kitchen floor, so we have gotten him a warm bed for him to sleep. Hopefully he gets better. Perhaps we should bring him to see the vet, at the same time, get some medicated shampoo for his dandruff. The usual Croaky remarked, “His shampoo is more expensive than mine – you know?”.

Yes, I know. But he is our dear boy, and we ought to give him the best of everything. What’s more, Croaky’s hair is as coarse as the floor mat – you don’t need expensive shampoos!

It has been 3 weeks since we carried Ah Bee home. He has settled in nicely and is active, cheerful and very noisy in our kitchen.

In our second week, we brought him to see his vet for a general health screening and to complete his third dose of vaccination. He is a brave boy – only let out a whimper while the vet microchipped and gave him his vaccine. The microchip needle was humongous; thicker than a 16G needle! We are glad he is well, except for his dirty ears and dandruffed skin. Since his vet visit, I have been faithfully cleaning his ears every alternate night but he has been uncooperative and fearful of his ear cleaning routine. He would struggle, bite me and show me his awesome baby teeth in an attempt to shoo me away. He looked real funny when he was angry – like some ET with eyes popping out!

Ah Toad is less fortunate. He has been chased around in the kitchen and both his feet suffered visible bite injuries. And Ah Bee was smart enough to know when we are closing the door on him and run for our dinner. He would sit next to our kitchen door like a guard door and dash through the doors in his quickest attempt to escape the kitchen. For a three – four month old puppy – he was fast!

And his favourite game in the house would be playing hide-n-seek. We would hide in 4 different corners in the house and take turns to call “Ah Bee, where arrree yooou?” Then he would follow the sound and scamper off like some mad dog. Once, he rammed his poor head into a chair while trying to make a U-turn. Thankfully, he was okay after the knock.

Croaky and myself have decided it that it was his best interest to attend obedience training to make him a better dog. He is playful and easily distracted, and it is tough getting him to understand basic commands. So far, he has learnt to sit and stay on command but he barks uncontrollably during meal-times. There was one time I watched him like a hawk and waited for 3 hours for him to pee and poo and he just wouldn’t! It is easy reading a book on how to train a puppy but when it comes to practice, both of us were at a loss; much alike to telling swordsmen to learn swordfighting by reading a book! ^They managed to do it in kungfu dramas right?^

In reality, Ah Bee is a sweet dog (when he is not barking). It’s nice to have a living pile of fur cuddle up to you when you return home after a hard’s day work. Can’t imagine how life would be without Ah Bee.

The vet wanted us to keep him in the house for 2 weeks after his third vaccine. So we are bringing him out for his first walk this weekend! Can’t wait to see his happy smile on the leash. Such a lucky dog.

Ah Bee stepped into our lives on 7 Nov 2009 when we walked into a pet shop to have a look at the cute little puppies. He is a handsome mini schnauzer with a beautiful coat of salt-and-pepper fur. Croaky fell in love with his quiet personality and his obedience. We were not prepared to take him home on the very day of the purchase and asked the shop owner to take him for another two weeks while we prepare our house for his home-coming. But as usual, Croaky was impatient and paranoid. He read about all the poor little puppies who were infected by parvo-virus in the puppy mills and shops. So he kept nagging at me to take him home early. We took him home on 13 Nov 2009.

Ah Bee resting on his play-pen, looking tired. He has such nice looking brows; reminds me of Dumbledore!

And dangling a small piece of treat in front of him. Couldn’t get him to sit still for a second for my camera to capture a clearer shot – he’s perpetually jumping up and down.

And me holding Ah Bee.

Ah Bee is supposed to be a beagle, a breed which Croaky would dream to own. Beagles are the breed which the cartoon character “Snoopy” is based on, and also the same dogs which you see prowling the airports in Australia. Cute little champs, but hard to train. Schnauzers, on the other hand, are intelligent, tame and obedient. However, the one which I have now, is a bit of a bipolar – he has bouts of hyperactiveness and periods when he is very quiet.

Keeping a dog is really hard work. I have come to appreciate this fact only after I have gotten Ah Bee home. He needs to be fed twice a day – expensive stuff! One bottle of his multi-vitamins costs 42.80 and he has 2 bottles. His dog food is >100 bucks. He needs to be brushed on a daily basis. His ears have to be cleaned with a special formula liquid. You need to pluck his ear hairs with a metal tweezer. You need to wash his eyes as well, which get plenty of dried mucous and debris collected underneath. You also need to brush his teeth with a special brush and toothpaste. You need to shampoo him weekly, spray deodorant to get rid of odour and ticks, trim and keep his nails short. And send him for professional grooming every now and then. Then you need to bring him to see the vet for vaccinations, general health check up and if he falls sick, he needs to get medicine as well.

We are training him to use his toilet properly. Hopefully he remains in good health. *Cross fingers*

We visited Hokkaido in late summer and it has been a few months since we returned. Armed with a 8 GB CompactFlash card, I took 600 plus pictures using my new DSLR cam. I did not manage to finish reading the camera manual before the trip (what else is new?). So a lot of experimentation went along the way… aperture, shutter and in all frustration, I decided to use scenic/auto/program modes! What an idiot.

I have selected a total 57 pictures and shall present them in 3 parts. Too tiring to resize, upload and write everything in one breath.

The moment we touched down at Sapporo-New Chitose Airport, we went around hunting for the Toyota Car Rental through which we booked our Toyota Vitz. It was the exact version of the Toyota Yaris in Singapore, except the Japanese gave them a more creative name in their home country – Vitz! And here, the rental lady was trying her best to explain to Croaky how to use the car in 5 minutes.

See our Japanese GPS! Cool gadget which speaks English. Must book the English GPS in advance – it’s not a commodity as most of their driving tourists are native Jap. And this amazing panel flips over to reveal the CD/DVD player – we almost thought our Vitz does not come with a music player! And as part of our usual routine, we brought 40 over music CDs from home. Music + beautiful scenery rocks!

And our first destination was Tomita Farm at Furano where the lavendar blooms every summer.

Lavendar is the theme everywhere on this colourful farm. They even have lavendar ice-cream which is a must-try! It’s superb.

And lavendar fields – used for their distillery to produce lavendar essential oils, perfumes, potpourri, ornaments, soaps, bath lotions, shampoos etc. I bought a bit of everything. There is a garang guni in me!

And we drove past more lavendar fields along the way. The whole Furano is infested with – LAVENDARS! If you come in at different times of the year, you see other blooms though – Marigold, Roses etc. But lavendars are the main reason for the tourist draw.

Marimo balls are sold everywhere as souvenirs. These are living algae plants which come in the form of balls, and are native to this region. They even have it in cans so that it’s less messy for you to bring home. Apparently these algae balls can survive for months in the cans – without sunlight. How can I not bring these lovely plants home?

And us in the Yukata (one piece cotton kimono) provided at Choyotei hotel. Its a tatami room with a small living room where you can make tea and watch TV.

And you may wear your Yukata straight to the onsen in the hotel. The hotel room also provides a small plastic duffel for you to carry your towel there. Onsens are free-to-use and are available around the clock! Choyotei has 3-4 onsens for males and females (separately, no doubt). And the practice was to switch over at a certain hour – meaning X hr – Y hr is open to females, Y hr – Z hr is open to males.

One Japanese woman I met in the shower area brought her own shampoos, bath lotions, plastic tub and pail. I’d never thought of such elaborate fan-fare.

And we wore the same yukata to the tatami – dining area. Everyone was wearing the same yukata and queueing up for the buffet in an orderly fashion. (You would never see them jostling around or piling up their plates high as if there is no tomorrow!)

Their civility extends to their impeccable road manners. Once, Croaky drove into a wrong lane and was about to make a 3 point turn. Half-expecting the other driver to give him a noisy horn, Croaky made an apologetic signal. And guess what? The driver actually smiled and bowed to him – in his car!

And yes – that’s me! With all my camera bags. I look like a chrismas tree.

On the tram to Daisetsuzen Park.

The chair lift to Daisetsuzen. Croaky was actually giving me a glare and telling me to keep my DSLR.

Our free-hanging feet on the chair lift. This chair lift does not have a belt to secure you to your seats. If you don’t hang onto the sides, you can jump off and be a flying rabbit. Croaky was very proud of his (free) sneakers. Haha.

And us on the mountain top overlooking a pile of smoke. Weather was hazy and the lime-green ponchos were provided for the visitors. Don’t think I’d carry two ponchos and go travelling, yah? Temperature hovers around 8-10 degrees and you see smoke from your mouth when you speak. A bit windy.

Hokkaido is well known for its ramen. We stopped at a ramen shop for lunch, only to find ourselves trapped in a situation where no one understood what we were gesturing about. None of the shop keepers spoke a word of English, and their menu was in Jap with no pictures. In the end, we pointed to a couple and ordered what they were eating. Despite the communication barrier, the restaurant staff was completely patient with us. Thumbs up for their high standards of service!

And we drove to a Sake Brewery Museum. This was a beautiful koi pond outside the museum. Such tranquility.

We bought a bottle of sake from the museum, after being offered several to taste. The counter staff made known to us that the alcohol limit for driving in Japan is an absolute zero! So I was given the sweet task of wine tasting and making the decision of which sake to buy. And even before we informed them of our purchase, they gave us two free wine cups as souvenirs. Wah. Free cups when admission is free? Hoho.

Experimenting with the Pop Art mode on my cam. The sky is bluer and the roof is redder. Croaky is walking towards me – to throw rubbish.

And me on cloud nine whenever I find Daiso. This was the smallest outlet I have visited in Japan – there’s only one storey. Nonetheless, the goods were stocked neatly in place and there was hardly a soul weaving through the rows, except ME! Some items are exclusive to their Japanese stores and can’t be found here! I’d know since I am so familiar with their inventry here in Singapore.

… the rest to be continued in Hokkaido Part 2 and 3.

Sad to say, my earlier batch of baby sea monkeys hatched from brine shrimp eggs did not survive into adulthood. It may be due to several reasons why they die a premature death:-

(1) Poor water quality – cloudy water was one thing; another was that 30 g aquarium salt cannot be fully dissolved at room temperature. Some of the salt settled to the bottom; undissolved.

(2) Biochemical reasons – The mini-oxygen balls which I have planted at the bottom of the tank gave the salt water a blue discoloration. I have rinsed them several times before use, but the water is still blue. Whatever chemicals present in those blue balls must have killed the poor sea monkeys

Anyway, I bought a pack of adult sea monkeys at one dollar from a neighbourhood aquarium shop and tadda, my new colony of sea monkeys!

This time, you can see the swimming creatures very clearly from afar. No need to press your nose to your computer screen And notice the beautiful set-up? The center-piece is a resin ornament I have picked up from the same aquarium shop. The colourful pebbles just make my day – only 80 cents! The same things would have cost a bomb at a you-know-where aquarium inside a popular shopping mall.

I am so happy with the design of my sea monkey castle. It also has a matching hello kitty LED lamp illuminating from above. There’s a plastic lid (not in picture) to reduce evaporation and keep the flying insects away from the water.

The next day, some sea monkeys gave birth to live babies! The bottom photo shows two sea monkeys clinging onto each other – mating. They can remain in this position for days, and you can see two of them swimming around everywhere like some conjoint twins. How fascinating!

This time, I boiled my de-chlorinated water for several minutes and kept stirring in the aquarium salt and bicarbonate soda (added as a buffer to increase the pH; sea monkeys like alkaline water). I left the brine mixture to cool overnight and sift the water through a fine mesh net to get rid of whatever undissolved salt. The water is much clearer after the painstaking preparation. Hopefully, the colony is able to thrive for at least 2 weeks to make me happy before I feed them to my pair of gluttony goldfishes – Wally and Molly. I have read on some websites that people kept generations after generations of sea monkeys for more than a few years!

I have dropped a few sea monkeys into the fish tank, much to the anticipation of Wally and Molly. Their eyes lit up when they saw the live food wriggling in the water. As usual, Molly was the big winner of the day – eating twice as much sea monkeys as Wally. Those adorable babies. Heh.

I have not been updating for a while – too many photos and no time to edit/upload. Have spent 2 weeks unpacking stuff and washing clothes. My house is finally clean again. Still need to pack all my bags and update my catalogue.
To be honest, computers are something I refrain from touching at home… Woolly is more of a couch potato and catching SCV dramas is her favourite home activity.
I digress too much.

I am supposed to write something on my latest fad – my goldfish frenzy.
You may have recalled that I have bought 2 goldfishes on 25.7.09 and now I am more than happy to say that I have managed to keep them alive for TWO WHOLE MONTHS!
I can tell you this is no easy feat.
Here are some of the stuff which I have accumulated over the last 2 months…

This is only 20% of the stuff which I have bought. Amongst these things are 4 aquarium filters, 3 air-pumps, one bottle of water quality test strips, a whole range of disease-control solutions (including antibiotics, anti-parasites, anti-fungal etc), 7 different cans of goldfish food (including freeze-dried blood worms, dried shrimps, 3 types of pellets – sinking, floating, colour enhancing, 2 types of flakes – including the ever nutritious spirulina algae; you see my goldfish need a vegetarian diet occasionally). Goldfish are just like humans. They cannot eat the same thing over and over again. Variety is the key. And yes, I have a bottle of goldfish live water and a bottle of multi-vitamins for them.

And I must introduce you the most expensive investment thus far – the ultimate goldfish keeping bible which costs me a hefty 70 bucks at Kinokuniya! This book has the most detailed information on goldfish disease, curative techniques – some of which I would not even dare to experiment because it involves minor surgical procedures. However, the book is somehow written in a haphazard manner with no index. But heck, this is the ultimate book. I have two other mini goldfish books which are less than 100 pages and they left me feeling unsatisfied after reading them because the information is just so scanty. I’d tell you when you are interested in a topic, you will read the book without ever feeling sleepy. Even 1000 pages are not enough. Chuck Love & Bailey… Oops.

And in order to give my goldfish “live” food, I have also bought brine shrimp eggs and culture them from scratch. There are, of course, live brine shrimps sold in aquarium shops. But my fastidious nature would not allow me to feed them to my two precious, for fear of introducing unknown parasites to my tank. I have to disinfect the water plants I bought before placing them into the tank. Once, my fishes became sick after adding in a new un-disinfected plant. From then onwards, I have made it a point to disinfect all plants with potassium permanganate. I even have a net soak solution which I use occasionally.

Back to brineshrimp hatching. In case you do not know – brine shrimps are also known as sea monkeys because of their hairy and fun-loving nature. These are sold as pet kits at Toy R Us to kids and mind you, one pack cost more than 30 bucks. My little bottle of brine shrimp eggs cost $6.50 from a neighbourhood aquarium shop. And all you need is to dissolve 30 g aquarium salt (non-iodized salt; not table salt) per litre, aerate it using a air-pump for 24-48 hours and wait for them to hatch.

And voila!!! Baby brine shrimps are swimming in the water. You see the brown little specks? Those are sea monkeys. I would syringe them up, sift them through a fine-mesh net and rinse them in aquarium water before feeding them to my precious. They do look a bit confused when confronted by the swimming sea monkeys. All fish love brine shrimps. It’s like bird’s nest to them.

Wally and Molly are such delicate creatures swimming in the tank. The bottom left of the picture shows part of the marimo ball which are adorable algae balls you can find in certain regions. In Hokkaido, it is popularly sold as souvenirs in closed containers and even keychains. But its overpriced as a tourist souvenir. I bought my marimo ball for only 2 dollars in a local fish shop.

I have visited so many fish shops in the last 2 months. I should think I will be able to start one very soon… But I would only sell goldfish because I have no fancy for parrot fish, guppies, swordfish, sea anemonies, tetras, bettas, arowanas. I can become the “Goldfish Consultant” and my fish shop shall be called the “Goldfish Specialist Shop”. Is there any Singapore Goldfish Council which regulates such business activites? Maybe I even need to accumulate continual goldfish education (CGE) points in order to update my skills and knowledge? Heh. Who knows?

We saw an interesting concept of a bottle garden at Garden Tech @ Hort Park some weeks ago and decided to try our hands on one.

The bottle gardens were housed in beautiful glass canister and most were priced 68 dollars and above. You may browse the designs here.

I have also found this video which teaches you how to make your own terrarium.

The materials we need:

We chose plants with variegated leaves for better presentation. You need slow-growing plants for purpose of the terrarium.

Croaky in surgical gloves – separating the soil from the roots. These are very handy gloves, especially when you don’t want to get your hands dirty and your nails trapped in soil.

The finished terrarium on my kitchen top.

It’s not difficult to find a goldfish bowl, but it’s difficult to find a matching lid. I tried to look around different places for suitable cookie canister (those you see in cafes holding muffins) but I just couldn’t find one that was big enough to house my plants. I’m just short of stepping into a TCM shop asking the sinseh where he got his glass to house his ginseng and linzhi. Geez.

Out of desperation, I use an acrylic cutter to cut the leftover remnants of acrylic from my aquarium lid to form a circle. And I stuck a glass marble in the center with epoxy glue. As the cutting wasn’t perfect, the lid has scratches around the corner and I have to frame it up with black acrylic paint and varnish.

Sidenote: I spent $11 on the acrylic cutter and more money on the acrylic panel – but those were for a different purpose of creating a acrylic lid for my aquarium. I would think it will be more cost-friendly if you just walk into a specialist shop and ask them to custom-cut a small piece of acrylic/glass for you.

The final display. Now sitting on my coffee table.

Notice there are two sides to the display – one side with the dwarf with the watering can, and the other with the frog prince. You are supposed to turn the terrarium around so that each side is able to get adequate sunlight. And for this, I have placed a turn-tray beneath the terrarium. The condensation formed on the glass will be recycled to water the plants. It’s supposed to be a self-contained environment and minimal care is required. Good for me – as I tend to forget watering my plants!

Where do I begin? To tell the story of how we adopted 20 baby goldfish which perish in a short span of 5 days? The goldfish are free-to-bring-home at the prawning site which we frequent. When we came home, several were gasping for breath in our small little pail. We tried to feed them but they simply refused to eat, or swim. Eventually all the 20 goldfish dropped dead one by one, despite anti-bacterial treatments, salt water bath and what not. Nothing can resurrect their frail bodies and weakened souls. Bless them in heaven!

Determined to be better goldfish keeper, we decided to hit the books for inspiration, shopped around for various equipment (oxygen pump, filter, gravel, nets, anti-chlorine etc) and bought ourselves a much bigger tank. This time, we acquired only two goldfish – Sakura Ryukin from Qianhu and carefully transported them home. I (we) became a goldfish enthusiast overnight!

It is actually, more like an obsession. I would do my goldfish research, think of what else to buy and shop for goldfish supplies. In fact, I feel excited when I step into an aquarium!

Mr Toad gave them really queer names – Worely and Morely. The reason behind their names is because Morely eats a lot and Worely gets very worn out chasing for his share of food. I’d prefer to call them Wally and Molly – which sounds more conventional.

Wally – the male goldfish has a dark line on his tail fin. And he has a more slender build compared to Molly. Molly on the other hand, is more round in appearance, and looks more cute (but aggressive). Wally likes to chase Molly around in the tank. And sometimes he takes in her waste matter – oh gosh!

I have randomly captured them both in video. Enjoy.