Chlorobat

I've decided I really don't feel like going on about how much the combined forces of french, art, biology, and now english as well are preparing to boot me into a chasm of despair. Instead, I'll introduce you all to my little friend Chlorobat.

You've probably seen him chilling on the right side of my blog, but if you haven't you should look for him there. He's a dark green bat that I adopted from some online thing linked to Ellen's blog. Unlike other virtual pets, he doesn't require any attention or feeding. You can feed and play with him, but he evidently doesn't need that to "survive" considering the fact that I didn't know you could do such things until about a week after I adopted him. The little fellow will follow your mouse pointer around if you click on him, and if you want to watch him catch a fly (using echolocation, of course), click on the little button on the bottom right corner of his habitat that would probably say "more" if it wasn't cut off.

As you probably know, I put at least a little thought into every name I give, so it shouldn't be surprising that Chlorobat's name means something. Chloro- is the Greek prefix for green, (and as you can doubtlessly see, he is a lovely shade of that color) and bat means bat in English (and he is, in fact, a bat). In addition, his name sounds like chloroplast, the cell organelle responsible for giving plants their lovely color along with synthesizing the carbohydrates that fuel life.