My tortoise mom just realized I'm more accurate at predicting Spring than any groundhog or even the Arizona version, Agua Fria Freddie (rattlesnake). Here's what I did on February 2: I woke up and started eating again! And I'm eating more all the time. I even insist on a bedtime snack. Yes, I wheel around and beg at the side of my tub, using my most expressive tortoise body language. I can't whimper or meow but I do get my point across anyway.
Since I blogged last (sorry about that), I've been so busy fighting off winter doldrums. At first it was hard to stay alert instead of giving in to the urge to hibernate, but now I'm more active every day. In fact, I've gotten a lot more adventurous and acrobatic so there have been some, ahem, escapes. But they always catch me really fast. I think I need some chamoflage for the light tan carpet. I must stick out like, well, a tortoise even though I freeze and pretend I'm not there in hopes no one will notice me. I'm determined to get into my tortoise dad's office because it has lots of good hiding places. I saw it once, so now I know it's like Tortoise Disneyland.
Now that I've perked up, I'm also gaining weight and my scales look better. I was feeling so poorly for a while there that the scales fell off around my eyes and my skin was flaking off. Dare I say, the skin on my neck was so bad that I now understand why they invented turtlenecks, to hide winter skin.
Dr. Johnson was delighted last time he saw me a month ago, and my blood work showed improvements in white cell, calcium and hydration levels. Plus I gained 100 grams, a very good sign. I'm going to see him again tomorrow so I hope I can make him smile again with my perky attitude, more weight and some new scales on my skin. Tortoises are not supposed to molt! You know, they can block all natural light from my view, but my body knows it's time for hibernation anyway. You can put lots of special lights and heat on timers, but you really can't totally fool Mother Nature, or a tortoise in the prime of life.
I've been indoors for 5 months now. I wonder how many more? But I'll have to get a lot better before I can totally feed myself again. I munch on romaine lettuce but I'm not interested in other foods yet. Dr. Johnson says even though I'm eating again, my appetite isn't "voracious" yet. Yeah, that sounds right. So I'm grateful for my tube feedings twice a day. I am so patient while they feed me. But the minute they're done, it's back to doing all my tortoise business in my tub. I'm a busy gal now!
