Life’s getting quiet for us. My female owner is either not home, or if she’s home, she gives us a cursory glance and walks away. She hardly appears in the living room anymore. I tried to do the Dodo thing and stretched as high as my little arms could lift me in order to reach her. But she just patted me on my cheek once … and walk away.
It’s really tough being turtles of separated owners.
My siblings and I
From top left: Dodo, Dona, me (Nooki) and Nanook
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