Well this morning Ernest finally gets a decent meal. I am only going to feed him twice a day. I will have to seek Chef Silverton's forgiveness.

Here's Ernest with a full stomach. He looks so much better.

The bubbles began to appear almost instantly.



I'm not going to miss those grapes.

12 hours later and the feeding frenzy continues. No seperation, as with Frank, and the vinegar smell has been replaced by an almost yeasty aroma.

He looks like a vanilla milkshake.

The view from above. A major bubble-ation situation.