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Hi, buddies.
This is a sad post for me to write- especially considering it's my first one here.
But this morning I've had to resign myself to the fact that most likely my 4 year old female, Bacall, is either permanently lost or even more sad, dead.
About 5 weeks ago I took my three babies out with me to do lawn work for my elderly aunt and uncle.
Bogie, Bacall, and Camelot were thoroughly enjoying the tasty yard for several hours and they were behaving (as in NOT darting towards the woods located a hundred yards away).
I always set a timer to remind me to check their location every 10 minutes because you know how fast they can move once they decide to.
Well, that was long enough for Bacall to wander into the trees and brush.
Baby Camelot (1 1/2) is notorious for doing that but Bacall has always hung out with me. I guess the berries were to much temptation for her this time around.
I've driven the 5 miles back out there daily and scoured the woods- turning up nearly every rock in place.
I have to admit it's an enticing area for a Sulcata and has plenty of hollowed out stumps, a trickling stream and absolutely no human or dangerous animal traffic so there is plenty of privacy for her to do her own thing.
But I love in Oklahoma and about 3 weeks ago we got an intense cold snap that took us from the 70's to 29 degrees in one night. I feel certain she could have survived that since it warmed back up 24 hours later and I'm sure she burrowed deep.
But now that we're starting to see those temps nightly I just feel I have to make peace with the fact she may be in Heaven.
I've done all the normal stuff like putting out her favorite veggie, etc. but they go untouched.
My three Dachshunds get along very well with the babies- we all sleep in my bed at night (3 torts, 3 Doxies and me). I've taken Mia Sophia (the one who cares for the torts as though they're her pups) with me since she sniffed Camelot out of a rose bush one day back in summer when I couldn't find the little guy.
But even she came up with nothing.
I really need some honest (albeit harsh) words of truth on whether I've exhausted my resources with her.
Bogie and Camelot will come to me by name but Bacall has always been hard-headed. The bots have always shown more affection to me than she has.
I kept hoping that after a rough night she might actually look forward to hearing me and come out. I don't know if she can hear me or has simply wandered so far away at this point she can't.
Maybe she burrowed down really deep.
Part of me keeps hoping but each day I search it's becoming more depressing and I'm getting to where I cry a lot, which isn't healthy for me.
I'm a firm believer in God and His love for His creatures and I know I'll see her one day in Heaven but that doesn't make it any easier right now.
By some chance has any one of you lost a beloved tort for a long period of time only to have him or her stroll back into your life one day?
Should I just give up?
I love all of my pets dearly but they're getting the short end of the stick these days as I spend all of this time searching for Bacall and not spending quality time with the others.
Any advice would be sincerely appreciated.
Miggy
PS. I have other questions I'd like to ask since I realize you guys really know your torts but this is the most pressing.
Have a beautiful day.
This is a sad post for me to write- especially considering it's my first one here.
But this morning I've had to resign myself to the fact that most likely my 4 year old female, Bacall, is either permanently lost or even more sad, dead.
About 5 weeks ago I took my three babies out with me to do lawn work for my elderly aunt and uncle.
Bogie, Bacall, and Camelot were thoroughly enjoying the tasty yard for several hours and they were behaving (as in NOT darting towards the woods located a hundred yards away).
I always set a timer to remind me to check their location every 10 minutes because you know how fast they can move once they decide to.
Well, that was long enough for Bacall to wander into the trees and brush.
Baby Camelot (1 1/2) is notorious for doing that but Bacall has always hung out with me. I guess the berries were to much temptation for her this time around.
I've driven the 5 miles back out there daily and scoured the woods- turning up nearly every rock in place.
I have to admit it's an enticing area for a Sulcata and has plenty of hollowed out stumps, a trickling stream and absolutely no human or dangerous animal traffic so there is plenty of privacy for her to do her own thing.
But I love in Oklahoma and about 3 weeks ago we got an intense cold snap that took us from the 70's to 29 degrees in one night. I feel certain she could have survived that since it warmed back up 24 hours later and I'm sure she burrowed deep.
But now that we're starting to see those temps nightly I just feel I have to make peace with the fact she may be in Heaven.
I've done all the normal stuff like putting out her favorite veggie, etc. but they go untouched.
My three Dachshunds get along very well with the babies- we all sleep in my bed at night (3 torts, 3 Doxies and me). I've taken Mia Sophia (the one who cares for the torts as though they're her pups) with me since she sniffed Camelot out of a rose bush one day back in summer when I couldn't find the little guy.
But even she came up with nothing.
I really need some honest (albeit harsh) words of truth on whether I've exhausted my resources with her.
Bogie and Camelot will come to me by name but Bacall has always been hard-headed. The bots have always shown more affection to me than she has.
I kept hoping that after a rough night she might actually look forward to hearing me and come out. I don't know if she can hear me or has simply wandered so far away at this point she can't.
Maybe she burrowed down really deep.
Part of me keeps hoping but each day I search it's becoming more depressing and I'm getting to where I cry a lot, which isn't healthy for me.
I'm a firm believer in God and His love for His creatures and I know I'll see her one day in Heaven but that doesn't make it any easier right now.
By some chance has any one of you lost a beloved tort for a long period of time only to have him or her stroll back into your life one day?
Should I just give up?
I love all of my pets dearly but they're getting the short end of the stick these days as I spend all of this time searching for Bacall and not spending quality time with the others.
Any advice would be sincerely appreciated.
Miggy
PS. I have other questions I'd like to ask since I realize you guys really know your torts but this is the most pressing.
Have a beautiful day.