Shirley left a host of wee descendants. I noticed them just after I'd buried her. And one of them survived and became Shirley 2. Sitting in the same 2 spots... just like Shirley but smaller. Anyway. she didn't make it to adulthood. We haven't seen her around for a while and today, cleaning my room, I came across her tiny corpse.
I didn't take a picture surprisingly and fleetingly regretted it when I realised. Oh Well.
The other Beastie is in a magic mirror frame so you can see his (?) face. Not the Best picture, was such a beautiful sunny morning, the reflections were ....
I want him I think. He looks suspiciously colourful.