Here I am…

Here I am, in all my glory. Well, perhaps not all my glory.

To extend myself any farther out of my shell would be undignified.

–Princess Maple Ann



When it’s cold, we Turtles burrow in.

If a warm spell strikes, we reamerge to bask in the unseasonable heat.

Nothing, not even blood worms, tastes as good as Vitamin-D feels.

–Princess Maple Ann


I got lost–real lost. The ground below me was hard and hot and impossible to dig.

I’d almost given up when a Human saw me in the middle of what he called the “street” and placed me in a bucket.

I didn’t exactly love the bucket, but I guess it’s better than what Human Daddy says would have happened to me if I’d remained in the “street.”

Things looked up a bit when the Humans set up what Human Mommy calls my “temporary luxury suite.”

I mean, it’s okay–not exactly “luxury,” but maybe 3 stars out of 5. 

The Humans have promised me an outdoor Turtle enclosure. This sounds much preferable to my 3-star suite.

In the meantime, I’ll be burrowing myself in my new substrate. (Good call on the substrate, Humans.)

I can’t wait to move to my outdoor Turtledom.

Chop, chop Humans!

–Princess Box Turtle (who thus far lacks a name and is not pleased about this)