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Maggie Cummings
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I've been thinking about this for a while now, but a recent comment from a TFO member made me realize that Scruffie didn't have a very good life in my carport shed. Even tho I put her outside frequently it just wasn't a good scenario for her. She was nervous when I put her outside in a smallish tub, I could tell. Scruffie was my first turtle, she was the thing responsible for me getting into tortoise rescue. I had gone on several rescue trips with my sister before, but I had never fallen for any tortoise like I fell for my Scruffie. She was just a lowly RES, but her sweet face just melted my heart. Then my sister helped me set her up in about a 300 gallon dumpster bottom and gave me all kinds of equipment like heaters and such. She showed me how to make a hide in the water and really helped me out. So I don't know just how old she is but now she is liven the life. Yvonne didn't want another RES in her pond, so I really had to talk hard to get her to allow Scruffie to live her life out in the pond. It's a beautiful pond too since my sister had it all renovated.
So here's a few pix to show you how it went.
Here's part of my drive around Mt Shasta. That's my favorite mountain and the weather was clear and sparkling like diamonds as I drove past her.
I wasn't paying very good attention as I drove thru Redding and got nailed by a CHP hiding in the bushes...he said he clocked me at 85 in a 70, but we talked for quite a while and he ended up writing me up for 75 thinking my speedo was broken. If I can get the speedo fixed he says the court will write the ticket off...So I continued along my way very upset and worried. How can I pay to get my speedometer fixed? It will cost a bundle and I don't have a bundle. I'm an old lady living on SS. Damn I was upset and I saw the the boxes of turtles on the deck under the hatch were cooking in the hot sun so I pulled off onto the getoff ramp and another CHP pulled right up behind me and he came up asking what I was doing and then he asked if I knew how fast I was driving and I thought this conversation is not going in a good direction...75 I say to the nice officer...88 he says back to me. I say I just got a ticket 10 minutes ago and we thought my speedo was not quite accurate...88 miles an hour. I asked him not to write me up and he says he has to...Crap I say, that is not good officer...
Here's me taking Scruf out of the box...
What a big old heavy girl she is...
I hope she lives here a long time to help pay off those tickets...
Here she goes in the water...kerplunk! Splash! and she went to the bottom. She stayed down a bit and then came up swimming around. This is her the next day, it looks like she's going to adjust just fine. She's in a better place and will be happy there I am sure...here she is swimming around with that giant Argentinian thing
The box turtles I took down there got right to it, so I think they will do alright there as well...
And Dudley came out to say hello...
Michele the resident Gopherus agassizii...
And the pond...
It was a great trip all in all. I guess I could have done without the tickets but it was great to see my sister and all the animals. Her gardens were seriously impressive and I regret not taking any pictures of them. The leafs on her squash are humongous
I don't know if this is Bo or So, I just know it's a giant rock that doesn't move much and watching it chew grass was very impressive...
So here's a few pix to show you how it went.
Here's part of my drive around Mt Shasta. That's my favorite mountain and the weather was clear and sparkling like diamonds as I drove past her.
I wasn't paying very good attention as I drove thru Redding and got nailed by a CHP hiding in the bushes...he said he clocked me at 85 in a 70, but we talked for quite a while and he ended up writing me up for 75 thinking my speedo was broken. If I can get the speedo fixed he says the court will write the ticket off...So I continued along my way very upset and worried. How can I pay to get my speedometer fixed? It will cost a bundle and I don't have a bundle. I'm an old lady living on SS. Damn I was upset and I saw the the boxes of turtles on the deck under the hatch were cooking in the hot sun so I pulled off onto the getoff ramp and another CHP pulled right up behind me and he came up asking what I was doing and then he asked if I knew how fast I was driving and I thought this conversation is not going in a good direction...75 I say to the nice officer...88 he says back to me. I say I just got a ticket 10 minutes ago and we thought my speedo was not quite accurate...88 miles an hour. I asked him not to write me up and he says he has to...Crap I say, that is not good officer...
Here's me taking Scruf out of the box...
What a big old heavy girl she is...
I hope she lives here a long time to help pay off those tickets...
Here she goes in the water...kerplunk! Splash! and she went to the bottom. She stayed down a bit and then came up swimming around. This is her the next day, it looks like she's going to adjust just fine. She's in a better place and will be happy there I am sure...here she is swimming around with that giant Argentinian thing
The box turtles I took down there got right to it, so I think they will do alright there as well...
And Dudley came out to say hello...
Michele the resident Gopherus agassizii...
And the pond...
It was a great trip all in all. I guess I could have done without the tickets but it was great to see my sister and all the animals. Her gardens were seriously impressive and I regret not taking any pictures of them. The leafs on her squash are humongous
I don't know if this is Bo or So, I just know it's a giant rock that doesn't move much and watching it chew grass was very impressive...
