Here I am getting some quality beauty sleep. If you look real close, you might see a little drool-- I'm just that relaxed. I hope this gives my scales just what they need. It was no fun having them drop off last winter when I got so sick.
But as soon as I hear my Tortoise Dad digging me out to check my weight, I clamp right down to protect myself from would-be predators. But of course my Tortoise Mom practically sings to me so then I don't hiss in fear. Anyway, they weigh me every 2-3 weeks to make sure I'm not losing weight, which could be a sign of illness. So far, so good!! Here I am doing my best to look like an empty shell.
They weighed me on Saturday, but I didn't see my shadow, or actually anything, as I squeeze my eyes shut too when I'm pulled out of my burrow. So for whatever it's worth, it will be an early Spring. Which is hard to imagine as I hear it was 26 degrees in our yard last night. But thanks to my well-insulated burrow, plus extra warmth added on top of the wood and foam blocked entrance when there's a freeze warning (Christmas lights tucked under a blanket), my burrow is staying between 53 and 55 degrees--downright balmy!
They weigh me on warmer days so I won't feel a big temperature shock coming out of my burrow. Then they put me right back and scoop the dirt back around me, all in just a couple of minutes. It happens so fast I sometimes wonder if I was just dreaming. If so, I still like the singing. Zzzzzzzzz
