Having just seen a freebie turtle advertised on the forum, it reminded me of the morning while doing the dishes in my marigolds I happened to look out of the window and saw a walking dinner plate in the finca behind us. Thought I had overdone the junior aspirins so got the wife to the window. Whos response was go and see what it is, I of course stood my ground and refused, so after she bent my fingers back and insisted, out I went into the great wild outdoors with a trembling smile on my lips shouting back tell the tribe I love them but not you.

What I found was a rather affectionate but later found out, was a gigolo gypsy turtle with a hidden agenda. Putting him into our pond with our resident Freddie frog who welcomed him with glee allowing the now named Thomas turtle to sit upon his oxygenating plant we then bought all kinds of food for him which he ate with a gusto and soon piled on weight and grew rapidly.

As time went on and her indoors found me more jobs outside even in the rain a strong bond formed between Thomas and I. We had many meaningful conversations, he was a very good listener. Then spring came and a now fat turtles thoughts turned to romance and sad to say that one morning found that he was gone and he did not even leave a thank you note, only a broken hearted Freddie frog.
Yours a now a walking dinner plate wary Bulldog.