Wrangler and Randomness

Our friends from next door abandoned us and moved south...we still get to see them, but we miss them. Christopher had a bit of fun in their backyard. The grass was dry and brittle, and he decided to leave his mark...I told him to write his name right side up next time. I couldn't stand on the back wall to get a better picture since people lived in the house behind.

Wrangler defies any tortoise rule out there.....from what I understand, she is supposed to absorb water through her skin and occasionally drink from a puddle. Every day she gets up for her breakfast of broccoli and/or okra plant leaves and drink from the cool deck cracks.

Look at her neck bend....you can see her little tongue stick out to lap up the water.

You can only run the water for so long. When the flow slows she looks up and wants to know what happened. She will also let you know if she hasn't had enough to eat by head butting your foot.