My pet turtle of 17+ years died today.
It was a red-eared slider freshwater turtle.
Hmm, where to begin the story?
It was my very 1st pet of my own. We got it from the pet store along w/ Becky's, except Becky's died when we were 11 when a piece of its shell broke off and it's intestines floated out and rotted away.
This one continued to survive and even outlive other little turtle additions, even without ever going to the vet or getting dewormed.
It was fun to watch it eat, to tap the glass and indicate where the food floated. It let me pick it up and wash its shell; wash all the brown gunk off.
Once, probably during middle school, its water was so dirty, I discovered little white worms wiggled in it. Then I washed the tank out.
Apy even stayed with me for a semester when I lived at Hoyt junior year. There, it ate up a sponge & many grapes, along w/ the usual turtle food pellets.
I <3 turtles. Even on my Cal grad cap, I stuck a green turtle sillouette so my family could spot me from far away.
I thought it would live "forever", I kept thinking, "one day, I'll afford it a really big tank and treat it really well". Alas, now it's in turtle heaven.
These guys naturally hibernate for the winter. sigh.
2009 is supposedly not a good year for Ox persons. Parts of this Chinese superstition is revealing itself to be true. Perhaps I should've invested in the red underwear...