When i first met Turtley, he was sitting in a little plastic "lagoon" complete with palm tree and island. My boyfriend-at-the-time's little sisters had brought him back from thier florida vacation. He had another little hatchling in there with him, and they were both sitting on the island looking sad. I had never seen a baby turtle in person before, so i was fascinated by the cute little guys. I had no idea about what sort of care they needed, or how big they got, but i still knew that this little plastic tub couldn't be good for them. After a couple of depressing weeks, i noticed that one of the turtles was dead, and i was really upset and talked my boyfriend into putting the other one (Turtley) into his fish tank in his room. He swam so fast around that tank, it must have been the happiest day of his life! Within a couple of hours he had eaten all the tetras in the tank, and was resting on the little piece of cork bark i put in for him. He lived there in what i know now were still pretty crummy conditions for a few years, until the now-ex-boyfriend had to move back home with his parents and they wouldn't let him bring the fishtank. Being the animal junkie that i am, i jumped at the chance to make the little cutie my own. I did all the proper research, and set about hooking him up with the finest turtle luxuries. Now, 3 years later, i think i finally have it all figured out, thanks in no small part to this site and all the helpful folks on it!








