Don’t worry about it for the first week or so. After that, take it to the vets for a multi vitamin jab. It’s worth getting them thoroughly warmed to kick start them. Try leaving it to soak in a paint tray full of hand hot water for an hour. You’ll need to change the water as it cools
Paint trays are good as they can drink/get into a bit shallower water if they want to. You don’t want the bu66er to drown at this point!
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Simple answer is , I don’t know. It was fished out of Tilbury dock by my next door neighbour in the days when these poor critters were imported by the crate load in 1952 and has been with me ever since.
I reckon she’s probably due for a pension if only she’d remembered to pay her stamps.
She’s a Turkish/Greek Spur-Thighed so she’s well passed her prime to the point where she should have simply died of old age some years back.
There are mornings when I feel that way so we have a bit of empathy.
My nans tortoise kept running away! It learnt to climb and dig and would be gone for days. They painted their door number in his shell so usually got handed back… then one day he went on the run and never returned!!!
ahhh poor thing. My grandad fitted him with a ring in the back of his shell and attached some really tough string. Thing is he learnt how to twist his way around the rocks and slowly wear the string down, then disappeared. Gutted!
Mrs J’s neighbours have a tortoise that doesn’t hibernate but lives in their tropical conservatory all winter. If you go round for a cup of tea it tries to sh*g your feet under the table:sick:
They can be determined when there is an incentive. When I was a child, my friend next door had a tortoise. It excavated a tunnel into my dads cold frame and ate the lettuces, he was not amused.
Years back they were doing a tortoise round up to move them from a new town development area in East Africa (I forget where) and they put all the females in one tennis court and all the males in another tennis court, both surrounded by chain link fencing.
All the males were found the next morning happily bonking away in the females tennis court.
Had they tunnelled out? No. They’d ripped the chain link apart.
The only critters with a bigger sex drive than young male londonbikers?