Small #muskturtle is uncertain of your intentions…

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With reason. Some humans don’t intend to give you noms. That’s definitely questionable.

A PSA from @thelonelyisland, reminding us why turtles & tortoise survival is so important (and why turtle sex is so funny)! 

Their new movie, Popstar,  has a tortoise in it! Sweet!

Zoya is contacting her agent to find out why she didn’t get an audition. After that we’ll probably go see the movie 🙂 In theater tomorrow! 


Alright you guys! Are you ready for a tale of life long friendship, an odd old man, and a reunion of epic proportions?! Because I’ve got you!

So for my tenth birthday I asked my parentals for a turtle, thinking they’d get me like, a little box turtle or whatever and I’d have it for a year or so until it died or “hibernated” and I could move on with my life, but nope! They decided to get me a motherfucking baby sulcata desert tortoise! Now for those of you unaware these things live to be like a bajillion years old and like a billion pounds, basically, they’re fucking huge! And durable and the type of pet you’ve gotta put in your will because it WILL outlive you! I named her Joey aka Josie aka Josephine and we were supposed to be best friends 4 lyfe! Well for mine. Anyway, I loved her and put a lot of energy into her well being, for an irresponsible ten year old who just kinda wanted a turtle on a whim. Fast forward 11 years and Josephine and I have been through some shit together! She never left my side, literally, my family was homeless living in a hotel for awhile once when I was a teenager, and we moved Joey right into that room with us, hotel staff be damned. I used to take this tortoise for WALKS in the park everyday when we lived in a house with no backyard. A couple years after that however, we moved into the perfect house for Josie! It has a big backyard and I just let her freaking roam the place from dusk till dawn. She was living the life! But tragedy fucking STRUCK 11 months ago when a panel of our backyard fence fell off. I thought that the hole that panel created was too small for my darling reptile to get through, but a was sorely mistaken. The next day when I went to check on my baby she was nowhere to be found! I put up signs! I put up Craigslist adds! I searched the neighborhood and nearby farm fields for weeks, but with no luck in finding my scaly, shelled, best friend, I had to give up hope.

Until today! It all started when i got out of the shower only to hear a voice coming from my driveway. I peaked out of the blinds to see a very old man with a large bicycle, bike trailer in tow, looking through our trash cans and talking to himself. Although this disturbed me i let it go, and told my dad, who told me that it was the same man he had talked to the day prior. That day my father spotted a suspicious old man looking through our neighbor’s bushes. He went up to this man and asked him what the hell he thought he was doing! The old guy calmly explained that he was looking for a tortoise he had found a few months ago and had now lost. My father, bless his heart, told him all about how I had lost my tortoise and asked the man if the turt he found could be ours! The guy agrees that if he finds the tortoise he’ll bring it by and we’ll see if its the same one I had lost all those sad, lonely months ago. Well my dad tells me all of this, and I try to not to get my hopes up, having already had some leads disappointingly go nowhere. But sure enough, here we are, today, on Memorial Day! As the sun sets to set the scene, my family, all standing on the front porch, me in the driveway, this glorious old man in a red flannel and flip flops comes trudging down the street wheeling a wagon that’s got a crate on top. Inside that fateful crate was a much larger tortoise than I had, but there was no mistaking the resemblance in shell shape! One look at her face and I knew that it was my Josephine! The chip in her beak, the nick on her shell from the time our dog had mistaken her as a toy, her brown beady eyes! It was all unmistakably her! Needless to say I cried, and laughed, and held that beautiful shelled reptile for dear life! I thanked that man profusely and I think my father might have offered him a reward, but I was to excited to pay attention to much of anything else! The tortoise I loved and raised for 11 years was back! And she remembered me to! Let me pat her tiny scaly head just like I used to, let me give her a bath and not once did she try to hide away in that magnificent shell of hers! I don’t know what exactly she got up to on her long adventure away from home but I know that the next adventure she goes on, we will be going on it together.

😭  this is such a wonderful story. I’m glad you got a happy ending, both of you <3