November 4th, 2010
I got home a little late, after receiving an odd phone call from my wife.
forestcats says to me: "Hunnnyyyy...do you LOOOVVVEEE MMMMEEE???"
"What did you buy?"
She quickly replies: "Nothing."
"OK, then, what followed you home?" She replies: "You're closer."
"A horse?" Uh-uh. "A dog?" Nope. She then informs me that she caught it racing down the trail behind our house, and that it won't fit in the dog door. "An anaconda?"
Apparently, while she was chatting with my mother on the phone, she saw a rock walking from the east end of our trail westbound. By the time she'd hung up, unhooked the south gate, walked through the corral, chasing away horses, donkey and dogs, and then exiting out the back gate, closing it behind her, the rock had managed to make it almost all the way across the width of our yard, going at full speed.
Initially, once she'd caught it, she thought she had a full-grown California Desert Tortoise, out for a stroll in Montclair, just for a constitutional. However, after a discussion with one of our veterinarian friends, and a bit of a search online for photos, she thinks it's an African Spiked Tortoise, and though it's around ten kilos in weight, it isn't full-grown yet. Oh, boy.
It's sex is yet to be determined, and I gather that she's posting signs announcing the finding of the tortoise, in case it's somebody's pet, but she's going to insist on seeing photos of the beastie before she gives it up to just anybody.
I really don't think it's a good idea for us to keep it, since we have dogs, and someday brushette will figure out how to eat it, and corveys won't protect a reptile. Still, I'm armed with names, just in case. If it's a she, I suggest "Lini", and if a he, "Lino". But that's just in case, mind you. I'm not advocating keeping it.
I did get a glimpse of the shell, with head and limbs retracted, asleep, in the cage in the breezeway, safe from dogs and cats and things that go bump in the night. Sleep tight, Tortoise Lini.
How cool is that? I love the name Lini, lol! I'll bet he was wandering around looking for a place to hibernate and then the heat confused him. The weather this year has got to have been confusing for most critters.
Apparently, this breed migrates, but doesn't hibernate. Oh, boy.
What a cool visitor to come into the yard.
More like: "What a cool visitor to carry into the yard"...
We have a fence between the corral and the riding trail behind the house, you see.
You know naming it is halfway to keeping it, right?
Don't I know that. I am NOT the household namer but we sure do have a herd of pets.
You did too name our household: Rancho Paley!
I had hoped to scare forestcats
into finding the owners or a new home, quickly.
|Date:||November 5th, 2010 02:55 pm (UTC)|| |
Soup? Frozen and saved for Carnivore's Feast?
Edited at 2010-11-05 02:55 pm (UTC)
|Date:||November 5th, 2010 07:23 pm (UTC)|| |
The Spirit of Jamie made me type it. He took over control of my fingers.
The "Spirit of Jamie"? You mean, Scotch Whisky?
So, you plead drunkeness?
|Date:||November 5th, 2010 10:27 pm (UTC)|| |
Uh, no. It was voodoo. Yeah, that's it, voodoo.
Voodoo you think you are? Mr. Big Stuff?
We had a desert tortoise for years. It walked up our driveway repeatedly, even with us trying to set it back on the sidewalk to go his merry way... The dogs were never an issue, either when it was living with us or when it was living with my aunt and uncle (it's tough maintaining tortoise friendly living arrangement for the lifespan of a tortoise...). The tricky part was that they burrow to hibernate in the winter, which results in a strong possibility of cave-ins and smothering. It also means they can dig under fences - slowest dog-type escape ever. ;P Ultimately, Mr. Tortoise (Mr. T for short) was lost when my aunt/uncle failed to catch him and stuff him in a box in the hallway for the winter early enough one year and he burrowed under the kids' playhouse out back and never came back out the next spring.
However, we're working under the assumption that this critter isn't a Desert Tortoise, but some other similar reptile that's legal to own.
I specified what ours was entirely to imply YMMV. ;)
It's a tortoise. Can we even consider "mileage"?
Slow and steady wins the race, remember? Those suckers can get a surprisingly far distance if you don't keep your eye on them! ;P
Better yet, your hands on them!
|Date:||November 5th, 2010 05:22 pm (UTC)|| |
Tortie Lini, eh? At least Bru can't eat it.
Not without a circular saw.
|Date:||November 5th, 2010 10:47 pm (UTC)|| |
Shh. The day that beagle figures out how to overcome her lack of thumbs we're all in for it.
If ANY beagle were able to figure that out, it would be her...
|Date:||November 6th, 2010 05:08 pm (UTC)|| |
It is amazing how many turtles I've gotten over the years that just wandered by. They are amazing escape artists.
Almost as good as teenagers. Imagine what your children will do to you...
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