We were lucky enough to get rid of the twins for the weekend (ship them off to pepaw's). I went to pick them up and trade vehicles on Sunday (easier switch that way) and found that there was a turtle crawling around the floor of the suburban. How did it get there you ask? My father picked it up off the side of the road. Does it bite? Why yes. Did he care? Not really. Did I put it in box? Of course. Not like I am going to drive around town with a turtle biting my toes. HA!
Now, if you've been following along you know what happens to reptiles in my house (if not, read here). Do you really think we need another reptile? Because I don't. But for the sake of my father we put it in an aquarium for a day. Let me tell you he did not like it and spent all night trying to get out. Not a single piece of glass was left unscathed. So we let him go. Better for him, let me tell you.
Now my loving, dear hubby (as he reads this too) wants to get them those little water turtles, but he too is scared of what may happen to them (again if you don't know read here). On the other hand, we could just make sure they feed them, just like they have to feed the dogs.
What do you think - turtles or no turtles?
Lots of people talk to animals.... Not very many listen, though.... That's the problem. ~Benjamin Hoff, The Tao of Pooh