There was an Easter Egg Hunt in our yard and one of the cute hunters risked her new Easter dress to take this photo of me inside the burrow. You can see I was keeping on eye on things, but no way would I come out, no matter how many flowers she put right under my nose. Anyway I didn't take the bait, but Tortellini did.
Since I've been dug in so deep in the old burrow, I haven't come out to eat or walk much lately and it shows. My weight has dropped off in the last month, and my hind legs are weak. So, as of today, I'm back in the new burrow and my tortoise parents/personal trainers have put me on a strict exercise and grazing program. I ate grass and walked twice today. I drank a little water too. But I also hissed which is what I do when I'm not fully alert so then I startle easily. I guess they're right that I should be active by now. After all, it's June. Prime tortoise grazing time. If I don't get out more, the lizards will take over. Seriously, there are three collared lizards in our yard. I don't mind because they don't eat grass or flowers. They just hunt bugs in the grass, which is fine with me. I guess I'll be hanging out with them more now. But I'd really like to go back to the old burrow. It sure is dark and cool and that makes me very sleepy. Oh, I'd better not think about that right now.
So it's time to wake up and eat the grass. I haven't been strong enough to eat grass since long before my surgery, so it's good news that I'm chomping down on it with such gusto now. I need to do a lot more of that so my head muscles will get stronger again too. Plus I get my weekly soak. I hate to soak, but it does help flush my bladder of any urates that have collected. It's not pretty but I sure don't want another bladder stone. An ounce of prevention...
