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My girlfriend and I took Leroy Brown out with a spread of collards, escarole, cactus blossoms, and mazuri. He sat uncomfortably in front of the spread that we hoped would trigger his appetite again. He moved a few feet into the shade and began blowing large bubbles out of his nose and mouth. We rushed him back inside and I called the emergency vet. He began pulling into his shell. The vet asked me some husbandry question as my girlfriend realized that he was no longer responsive and that this was really it. I hung up on the vet and my GF fell to the floor sobbing. It as very surreal seeing this happen. I have spent the past 1 and half years with my tortoise, and my daily life is intricately connected with his. We would spend an hour outside each day. Over the past 7 months he has been sick and I would have done anything to make him well again. I fed him by hand every day, twice a day. But still even then, I would see his face looking up at me every morning during his soak and outside trip. I will miss him very much.
Here is a video from his spry grazing days last July (click the video)
We bought him from a reptile shop, and chose him because he looked particularly sad in a dry, multi-species tank. Next time I'm in a reptile shop, I won't hesitate to give the owner a piece of my mind if they're running a bad operation.
I'm going to have a little funeral on the prairie. In the future I will rescue an older tortoise I think.
Here is a video from his spry grazing days last July (click the video)
We bought him from a reptile shop, and chose him because he looked particularly sad in a dry, multi-species tank. Next time I'm in a reptile shop, I won't hesitate to give the owner a piece of my mind if they're running a bad operation.
I'm going to have a little funeral on the prairie. In the future I will rescue an older tortoise I think.
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