As Gerald’s health began to dip to the upper 30%s, I debated hatching another boy to fill his place. Lydia wasn’t getting any younger, after all. I didn’t think on it too long and soon, I had a light blue egg waiting to hatch.
Unlike Gerald, this little one, who I’ve named Aidan, didn’t take long to boogie up to the computer at all! In fact, he practically made a dash for the lift and I’d only just caught him in time to take him up to the computer.
As I taught Aidan his words, Gerald managed to shimmy over to where the lift could pick him up. Gracious! Maybe I could teach him left and right. Suddenly, I was very busy and very excited.
Gerald was taught all the words the computer could teach him but he was still very much immobile. At 33% health and hesitant to eat, I wasn’t optimistic. Aidan on the other hand, was doing famously. He made his way to the garden on his own and even learned about weeds and plants. Before long, he and Lydia were spending time together in the kitchen, talking about comfort items and drinking coffee.
I couldn’t stop trying to get Gerald to eat, though. Even with Lydia’s help, he wasn’t moving or doing anything. Poor guy. As he looked around, he spun and slowly pushed himself left towards the incubator. Permanently exporting him became more and more attractive. I held out hope that Gerald might be a father someday so I ultimately decided to keep him in the game.
Now an hour old, Lydia seemed interested in starting a family. Unfortunately, poor Aidan wasn’t yet old enough to help her with that desire. The poor baby had only just aged to the next stage of life! Gerald was the closest in age and his problem didn’t seem genetic, however. Perhaps he could have an egg that didn’t have his problem?
