Well, when I just started out my very first tank couldn't even fit 10 gallons of water. It was one size smaller than that. The dimensions were 9 and 1/2/ inches tall, 16 inches in length, and 8 and 1/4 inches in total depth. It cracked a lot and my mom was worried that it might break open and I would run away or get hurt, or maybe she would get hurt from the glass. So she decided to throw it out and the new pet store only had 10 gallon tanks. So, last night I moved into my new home. It is 20 inches in length, 10 inches in width, and 12 inches high.
I have to admit I was a bit overwhlemed and excited. I also got new fake leaves, and another basking rock. The place is so big I am sure that my mom will get me a sibling.
We have talked about getting a sibling for me. The problem is I am so small that it is hard to find a companion that is my size. Also, my mom has heard stories that sometimes one turtle gets bigger than the other and than picks on the smaller one. Also, my mom has read books on the subject matter and she read that two girl turtles will get along nicely, and a boy and a girl turtle will get a long nicely, but two boy turtles might fight. I certainly do not need an older brother picking on me--that's for sure!!
The other problem is we do not know for sure if I am a boy or a girl. My mom thinks I am a boy, and I think I am a boy, but nowadays, genders can change in a minute, so who knows, maybe I am a girl. That would be odd! I feel like a boy.
So the next problem is that if I am boy and my mom gets me a girl then when we get older, we can have babies and before you know it, the house will be filled with turtles. Now, that's fine with me, but mom lives in a small studio and right now I am the perfect pet because of my size. However, if I get a wife and kids.....we might just push her out. There's alot on my mind today but I am happy I got a new tank. It has no scratches and it looks shiny and new. It has been overwhelming for me so I stayed up way past my bedtime trying to get used to it. So today, Sunday, I was so tired.
Mom kept nagging me to get up and be active. "Do some diving, Pancake", "Eat breakfast, Pancake". I could barely keep my eyes open. Mom started to get worried about me and she was going to take me to the reptile doctor. I told her to "chill out!". I was just tired, but she was still concerned about me so she went and bought me spinach, kale, and crickets. She was afraid to buy crickets but I scared her so much she thought she had to do anything and everything to revive me. It was nice of her to offer me all these goodies. I'm not even hungry. Just tired.
Having a Jewish mother is great. Mom likes to dote on me every minute, but you know, I am a baby turtle, and I just want to rest. So I told my mom to please leave me alone. I am just adjusting to the tank. I will eat the goodies later. Thank you very much, and can you find something else to occupy your time? Could you straighten up your own home mom? Put your laundry away? Work out? Come on, you have a lot to do. Stopy worrying about me!!!
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