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Hey, guys. I have a sad story to tell, and I'm hoping you guys will be able to give me some advice at the end.
About two years ago, I set up a fifty-gallon Rubbermaid bin, bought the lights suggested on russiantortoise.net, created about a five-inch mixture of coconut fiber and sand (which, after about six months, was changed to just coconut fiber), got a basking rock, a pine wood hide, got the basking spot up to a solid 90 degrees, the shady side at room temperature (about 68), and made a nice little home for a new friend. I then picked up my new friend, named him Clyde, and took him to the vet to get de-wormed. He seemed to live a perfectly nice, happy life for these two years. He grazed on my lawn in the spring and summer and got a nice variety of leafy greens (dandelion leaves, collard greens, mustard greens, leafy herbs, etc) from the supermarket in the fall and winter--I fed him for an hour every other day and made sure to dust his food with calcium powder when possible and to keep a cuttle bone in his crate, as per suggestions I've read here and elsewhere. I bathed him in a pie tin at least once a week, and kept a water dish in his Rubbermaid bin that I would change daily.
One problem that I noticed about a month after I got Clyde was that the black outer layer of his plastron was flaking off, revealing the white part underneath. I freaked out took him to the vet for this when I noticed, and he kind of laughed me off, told me that it was something that happens to tortoises as they grow, and that I shouldn't worry unless the shell becomes soft, or turns a pinkish color. He gave me a bottle of betadine for this just in case. Clyde's shell never became soft or pinkish anywhere.
Other than that, he seemed to be in perfect health until December of this year. It was like a switch had been flipped. I woke up one morning, and saw that both of his eyes were swollen shut. I immediately gave him a warm bath, and gently washed his eyes until they opened. After that, he wouldn't eat. He literally never took a bite of food again--I couldn't even coax him to eat part of a grape, which had been a special treat for him. Every morning, his eyes were swollen shut again, and every morning, I washed them out. I googled everything. He didn't seem to have metabolic bone disease (no softness in his shell, and a varied diet), his eyes didn't seem to be infected (no white puss, no cloudiness; they were just swollen). I took him to the vet after a week of this, and the vet basically shrugged and told me that he didn't know what was wrong, but that Clyde probably wouldn't recover. I was totally devastated, as you can imagine. I loved Clyde as much as I love my dog, he was a family member, and I felt like I had failed him. I feel as though must have done something wrong in my husbandry, but I still can't figure out what it was. The vet (after interrogating me thoroughly and watching me cry about a reptile) decided that it was probably just genetic. That explanation still seems like a cop-out to me, even if it does ease my guilty conscious a bit.
In the end, I warmed up my basking spot to about 95 degrees. I turned up the temperature in my room to about 72. I started bathing Clyde in warm water twice daily, and adding veggie baby food to the water. Eventually, I had to resort to force-feeding him. He died in early January.
So! After all of that, here is my question: is there anything that I could have done differently?
I desperately want another Russian tortoise. I've been looking at hatchlings (hoping to get one from Garden State Tortoise!), but I really, really, really do not want a new tortoise to meet the same fate as Clyde, and I need to know before I get one that I have the proper tools to care for them.
If you have any questions about Clyde's husbandry or anything, please let me know, and I'll definitely answer because I'm looking for critique.
About two years ago, I set up a fifty-gallon Rubbermaid bin, bought the lights suggested on russiantortoise.net, created about a five-inch mixture of coconut fiber and sand (which, after about six months, was changed to just coconut fiber), got a basking rock, a pine wood hide, got the basking spot up to a solid 90 degrees, the shady side at room temperature (about 68), and made a nice little home for a new friend. I then picked up my new friend, named him Clyde, and took him to the vet to get de-wormed. He seemed to live a perfectly nice, happy life for these two years. He grazed on my lawn in the spring and summer and got a nice variety of leafy greens (dandelion leaves, collard greens, mustard greens, leafy herbs, etc) from the supermarket in the fall and winter--I fed him for an hour every other day and made sure to dust his food with calcium powder when possible and to keep a cuttle bone in his crate, as per suggestions I've read here and elsewhere. I bathed him in a pie tin at least once a week, and kept a water dish in his Rubbermaid bin that I would change daily.
One problem that I noticed about a month after I got Clyde was that the black outer layer of his plastron was flaking off, revealing the white part underneath. I freaked out took him to the vet for this when I noticed, and he kind of laughed me off, told me that it was something that happens to tortoises as they grow, and that I shouldn't worry unless the shell becomes soft, or turns a pinkish color. He gave me a bottle of betadine for this just in case. Clyde's shell never became soft or pinkish anywhere.
Other than that, he seemed to be in perfect health until December of this year. It was like a switch had been flipped. I woke up one morning, and saw that both of his eyes were swollen shut. I immediately gave him a warm bath, and gently washed his eyes until they opened. After that, he wouldn't eat. He literally never took a bite of food again--I couldn't even coax him to eat part of a grape, which had been a special treat for him. Every morning, his eyes were swollen shut again, and every morning, I washed them out. I googled everything. He didn't seem to have metabolic bone disease (no softness in his shell, and a varied diet), his eyes didn't seem to be infected (no white puss, no cloudiness; they were just swollen). I took him to the vet after a week of this, and the vet basically shrugged and told me that he didn't know what was wrong, but that Clyde probably wouldn't recover. I was totally devastated, as you can imagine. I loved Clyde as much as I love my dog, he was a family member, and I felt like I had failed him. I feel as though must have done something wrong in my husbandry, but I still can't figure out what it was. The vet (after interrogating me thoroughly and watching me cry about a reptile) decided that it was probably just genetic. That explanation still seems like a cop-out to me, even if it does ease my guilty conscious a bit.
In the end, I warmed up my basking spot to about 95 degrees. I turned up the temperature in my room to about 72. I started bathing Clyde in warm water twice daily, and adding veggie baby food to the water. Eventually, I had to resort to force-feeding him. He died in early January.
So! After all of that, here is my question: is there anything that I could have done differently?
I desperately want another Russian tortoise. I've been looking at hatchlings (hoping to get one from Garden State Tortoise!), but I really, really, really do not want a new tortoise to meet the same fate as Clyde, and I need to know before I get one that I have the proper tools to care for them.
If you have any questions about Clyde's husbandry or anything, please let me know, and I'll definitely answer because I'm looking for critique.