well, I ugh, sorta remember the fire...we made a doggie door using the burned wood, well and he did frequently go up 7 stairs to my deck, then down 5 stairs to the street, then he always went left out of my drive way. Thank god at times for neighbor kids..."Hey Maggie, Bob is in your front yard", me, the brilliant conversationalist that I am " "are you sure it's Bob"? hahaha yeah.
I'm realizing that I've done something that should never be done in rescue. I feel a real affection for Mary Knobbins. She keeps me hopping, and in the outdoors. I never intended on keeping any more Sulcata when the Wildlife rescue called me with this badly pyramided poor tortoise. Actually in the beginning I made sure she was eating drinking and pooping and made a real effort to find a better home for her. Her, that is so hard to say in referring to my tortoise. But there's something about that face, dammit!
