W Shaw
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I need a tortoise psychic. Last night, I went to give Ronan his bath. In his usual tub, freshly washed and filled, at the normal nice warm temperature, with a heat lamp over it. He freaked out. PLEEEEASE don't put me in that water! I don't want a bath! Please don't make me take a bath!" When I set him in it, all he did was frantically beg to be taken out. So I gave in and took him out and put him back in his enclosure -- where he immediately RAN to his water dish, drank, then climbed in and sat in it for 20 minutes.
Today, the temp in the house dropped more than I expected. When I got home from work, the temps in his enclosure were a little low. And where was he? Hunkered down in the farthest, coldest corner of the enclosure, sitting on the six inch square that I can never get direct heat on. A spot he never goes into, because it's the cold spot.
After he had his dinner I put him in his tub -- you know the one he absolutely freaked out about last night? He soaked happily for almost 40 minutes, with me replacing the water every time he pooped.
Sometimes I think he just likes to mess with me.
Today, the temp in the house dropped more than I expected. When I got home from work, the temps in his enclosure were a little low. And where was he? Hunkered down in the farthest, coldest corner of the enclosure, sitting on the six inch square that I can never get direct heat on. A spot he never goes into, because it's the cold spot.
After he had his dinner I put him in his tub -- you know the one he absolutely freaked out about last night? He soaked happily for almost 40 minutes, with me replacing the water every time he pooped.
Sometimes I think he just likes to mess with me.