I’m queuing this up on Sunday night. I took Jeremiah out to his new home a little bit before 2000 as it had cooled off enough that it wouldn’t be too much of a shock to his system. He was so. adorable. Seriously. Of course there are pictures, what do you take me for? So here you go, to brighten up your Monday morning: a little bit of a happy as hell teeny turtle, who I may actually never see again now that he has a whole big world to bury himself in.
Then all of a sudden his legs popped out and *bloop!* he dove in to wash the stink of captivity away. At which point I realized that I had freakin forgotten to make him an exit ramp from rocks, and set about finding a bunch of them and opened his enclosure back up and made him an exit ramp.
I had by now pulled a sweat getting this turtle all set up and later I would have to use sweat odor removal product just to get my shirt back normal but it was worth it! I got to see him wash the stink of the indoors from his handsome self, he made use of the exit ramp:
And then he contemplated where to go next. This may actually be the last I see of him for a while, since he has a million billion places to hide in his new domain. But dang, he was one happy little turtle, seriously. I got kinda teary-eyed.