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Apple & Cinnamacho’s pet torties

I did not.


I did not feed my tortoise till it’s as huge as my palm just so that it could be big enough to climb over it’s container and run away.

I did not put a netting over its container just so that it could try and bite through it and let itself out and run away.

I did not place my dog next to my tortoise’s container just so that it could sit and watch my tortoise run away.

I fed my tortoise till it’s as huge as my palm just so that it could grow even bigger and that I could one day put them in a landscaped pond that I’m about to build for them.

I put a netting over its container just so that it could not try and climb out of it and run away and never come back.

I placed my dog next to my tortoise’s container just so that it could *hopefully* guard my tortoise for me and not let it even attempt to climb out of its container.

Maybe I should get a beagle instead.
Maybe it could help me sniff and locate Loti.

Loti’s probably swimming away in the monsoon drain somewhere out there, just like how the zoo animals in Madagascar ran away to THE WILD.

Fool Proof Scheduled Feeder


I’ll be going away again for two weeks.. This time, with my mom as well. My mom took care of torty when I went to Australia for a month.

So who’s gonna feed my torty this time around??

If I were to depend on my brother, my torty will either die of over eating or die of hunger.

Die of over eating because I am 110% sure that he’s gonna forget to feed them. Then when he remembers, it could be a few days later. Which he would then compensate by giving XXL servings to my torty.

Die of hunger…well just by simply forgetting to feed my torty altogether.

As for my dad, the only animal that he’d feed is his dog. Hoping for my dad to feed my torty for two weeks by unscrewing a bottle of green pellets and a bottle of shrimp, scooping one scoop out from each bottle, and putting the food onto the food platform in the aquarium, closing both bottles and putting away the spoon sounds a teeny bit too much of a hassle for my dad lor.

But my torty need to eat!!

Must devise a FOOL PROOF method for my dad to feed torty!!

So here’s the plan:

I’ll ask Dad to feed torty once every two days, in the mornings, before he leaves for work.

I have scooped out 6 servings of food, packed and labeled individually with both the dates and day of the week and taped them on my aquarium so Dad’ll definitely not miss it.

I have also labeled where Dad should put the food. I think it’s damn obvious for him to see. Got arrow some more!

After feeding, Dad can just leave the used bags on this tray. Don’t have to walk to the kitchen to throw the bag away. They’re reusable anyway. :D

As for the fish, just unscrew the yellow cap and sprinkle micro food pellets on the water. Just like sprinkling black pepper on your soup!

With big, bold hand writings, clear and concise instructions, my torty will definitely won’t die of hunger or die of over eating!!


*fingers crossed*

Torty’s new home


Torty’s daddy (Dahbriukay) finally went back to Melbourne. What’s left here in Malaysia is the poor mommy, yours truly, looking after two very special torties. Remind me to get to the special part later. Before Dahbriukay left, he upgraded torty’s home from a tiny little plastic tank that was half a ft long to a 2 ft aquarium aka their villa, fully equipped with basking lamp, water filter, timer and a mad ass expensive UVB florescent tube (the whole set up is a little over 40 times the cost of two baby Red Eared Sliders).


Loti loves basking so much that now he's just a shade lighter than guilinggao.

Before we bought the UVB tube, we were so worried that our torties might not be getting enough UVB rays as they begin to look kind of pale and inactive. Now, loti just look a shade lighter than guilingao, happily basking at the top of the drift wood and swimming all over the 2 ft tank. Our torties are so mega hang fook, I tell you. The other day Dahbriukay was telling me about this tv program that documents extravagant birthday parties that parents throw for their precious little babies, with ferris wheel and all. Seeing how Dahbriukay pampers our torties, I told him he better not let me see him do such a thing to his future daughter. All he could say was that he’d try not to.



See, Loti even got a work out area to do push ups. My torty is so macho. Definitely can protect mommy from bad guys. Tell me torty, are you actually, an avatar of….. RAPHAEL?? Where are your daggers?

If you are, then would you mind explaining the havoc you created last night?! Messed up the whole aquarium!! If it wasn’t for the bridge supporting the driftwood, you both would be as good as guilinggou…dead!


Loti swimming with the bubbles, oblivious to the havoc he created.

Somehow I just think that they missed their daddy quite a bit. Loti been swinging on both ends ever since the move to my place. Sometimes manic, sometimes depressive. Heck, he even tried asphxiating himself with cling wrap and seemed to like it quite a bit!


Minbao, on the other hand, had became a social recluse. Always hiding under bridges, latching on the drift wood…and basking under water.


Minbao, assuming the basking position under water.

She is clearly, deranged.



our pet torties, Loti and Minbao!!!

Please don’t ask me why they’re called bread in different dialects, because up till now I still don’t understand why he gave them such a name.

He said our kids will have very cool names as well…

…….aaiiieee yaaa

This is Minbao or Min, the she-torty.

We both love it when she blows bubbles! *Bloop!~*

This is Loti, the he-torty. He doesn’t like socializing much. Signs of autism, maybe?

Surfing torty~