Dear Laura,
It is hot, hot, HOT in the desert! We have looked at the control panel, and there are so many dead Meerks in there that the whole thing is beyond repair. There are no fans or air conditioners in the gadget stash either. A refreshing dip in the pond was the way to go, until it dried up! Please help us, Laura; a heat rash is no fun, especially when you have buttocks the size of beach balls!
- Swettin
Dear Swettin,
Why do you think your species enjoys roaming the Ark and hoarding every gadget that crosses their path? My theory is that it isn't really because you're all plagued by Kleptomania, but rather you're all just glad to escape from that oven we call the Desert Terrarium! You might've also noticed several doors in the desert. If you feel adventurous, the door on the lowest level leads to the warm climes of the Aquatic Terrarium; a haven with facilities ideal for any sweaty creature! Soothe your buttocks in the cool, refreshing waters, play with the exotic agents that adorn the golden sands, or simply watch the ribbons of dazzling marine life glide past. You?ll never want to leave... Or can, for that matter. Be sure to give my regards to the Rainbow Sharklings. 
- Laura