I love the letter Emeneno. I went to do an appraisal at a house in Temecula and this little girl was pointing at the magnetic letters on their fridge (which read: M O M M Y H E L L O) and pointing at each letter while she sung her rendition of The Alphabet Song. "A B C D B C D A B C D Emeneno B"
That's awesome. If we ever need a new letter (not that we do. We already have some useless letters like C.) it should be called Emeneno.
Yesterday I released CFT, one of our 3 Red-Eared Sliders, into the pond at my work. She'd gotten pretty big, so I figured maybe she could fend for herself in a little bigger pool. I checked on her an hour later and she seemed to be doing well.
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She's not there anymore. Maybe she's hiding, yeah? I've checked diligantly every hour since and I can't find her. It's not that big a pond, there aren't that many places for her to go. And I fear the worst as premature as it may be. I may just be freaking out. She'd gotten to be more than 5" in length, outgrown our 10 gallon tank, gotten pretty big, pretty strong. Maybe not strong enough.
Birds will periodically take a fish from the pond. I couldn't care less for the fish. But I hope the turtle is alright.
I hope you're okay, CFT. You may have been a $2.50 turtle illegally sold in Chinatown, but you were our $2.50 turtle illegally sold in Chinatown. I'll keep looking for you, but if I don't see you in the next week, I'll have to assume you've moved on to other things.