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Surprise!

I got a surprise today. I have been home sick from work as I got Freshers flu (can you call it freshers flu in January?) Whilst I was in bed, I could hear a buzzing, as if a bee had gotten trapped in my room. I couldn't find the source for love nor money... until I looked to the Spood shelf. The green bottle casters that I had written off as dead had finally hatched. I'm not sure what had taken so long, but suddenly I find myself with a box full of hungry green bottles.
Since hatching, the green bottles have been given a healthy meal of chicken, and some of them have been unfortunate enough to find their way into my enclosures. Catchy thoroughly enjoyed having the chance to properly hunt larger prey, Joy immediately leapt on the fly with all the ferocity of a starving Spood, and even Poe came out for a munch. I haven't seen him since he arrived, so that was a real treat.
There was one Spood who wasn't interested in the flies though. The spood who I had initially bought the damned things for - Fred. He was happy enough to watch them moving around in the feeding enclosure, but he didn't jump. Not once. Not even when I dangled it in front of him with a pair of tweezers. He simply did not want to eat. He would turn his back on it, ignore it, or run away altogether. I don't know what to do with him. I am scared that he will just starve and waste away. I'm worried I will lose him, and I really don't know what more I can do. Help is needed on this one!

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