In our last weekend before leaving South Carolina for her northern sister state, One Way found a hatchling box turtle, who was promptly named Yoda (Jedi-mind-control likeness: "Feed me and love me, you must").
Yoda secured himself a very comfy terrarium and is supplied with crickets and worms (which in turn supplies us with entertainment). Yoda is quite the avid hunter. He stalks his prey and engages in mighty battles to fell his foes. I'll try to get it on video one of these days!
Anyway, Yoda loves battling and sleeping. If he isn't hunting, he's sleeping. He is the first reptile in our family, so it has been quite an adjustment for us mammals used to constant activity (with exception of Missy Cat, haha).
We have received some helpful turtle hints from my former executive editor Judy, who raises box turtles. She has a 70 year old turtle, and said that some Japanese families hand down turtles through the generations. So, our future kid has a pet, haha.
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