When they first brought him out of the truck Robert fed him tomatoes out of a bowl and he ate them like a well trained dog. We all were quite amazed and smitten by him. He like to be pet on top of his head and tickled under his chin. The only thing he did not seem to like was being picked up but the only way you could tell he didn't like it was from the small grunts he made.
So I am thanking my lucky stars that Michael did not ask to take it home to our lovely townhouse to stay for 150 years. Josh took it home to his brother in law that actually has one already. Now he has a buddy. And of course if you know me, you know that I can never say no to a pet especially if Michael looks at me with the "my heart depends on having this pet" face. I cave every time, although be sure that I have heartlessly discarded pets back to their natural environments when Michael wasn't looking. Score, for having a small house : no room for a Galapagos sized turtle! There are blessings found in all things. But wow, I cannot believe what a fine specimen we had on the Compound for a brief moment, grazing the clover, and traveling down the lane.



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