This page, without the text, is for sale for 50$. I would like to say more about it right now, but the words aren't coming. I also haven't had a chance to get started on the next page, so there's no new voting bonus, sorry. Work on this page went really slowly, because my turtle just died, and I just wasn't in the mood.
I know it can sound stupid to cry over a turtle, because they're not the type of pets that can communicate with you like a cat or a dog. But I loved that turtle. His name was Ecchan, and I sincerely believed that it was the prettiest turtle on Earth. I knew what kind of lettuce he liked, what he liked to play with, how to hold him without scaring him, and how to feed him without getting bit. He was a family member I talked to every morning. And if I had paid more attention to him in the last couple of days, I would have noticed that he couldn't reach his heat lamp, and he wouldn't have gotten cold. But I've been so engrossed in taking care of baby kittens, I didn't notice until he really got sick, and by then, it was too late. It's hard work, keeping a vulnerable animal like a turtle healthy, but I'd managed just fine for the last couple years. Just a few moments of inattention, and now I won't see my Ecchan ever again.
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