Friday, August 31, 2007
24 h later ...
... Dudley was nowhere to be seen. When I checked on him this morning there was no sign of him. Then I turned over the poop, and still no Dudley. I picked up a stick and began to pry the poop apart where I could see loose bits. Then finally, finally, FINALLY I saw him, hidden way inside and having a mighty good time "tucking in". No claustrophobia for this guy! And no asphyxiation either. Wonder how he does it.
By the end of the evening, he'd dug himself in even deeper. But no little round balls yet ...
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