I love my turtles. Nothing much to say, but I was chatting with my mom and set the webcam up to shoot the turtles’ patio, so I figured I’d throw in one of the resulting shots. This is Fred sunning himself after a nice breakfast of shrimp. These guys, I tell ya, they’re so spoiled. Nobody feeds me shrimp for breakfast. Come to think of it, a gordita de cameron from Ruchi’s sounds extremely good right about now. It’s raining cats and dogs, though, and I think it’s probably too early to drag Erika out of bed. I’ll probably do bagels instead.




