Our African Sulcata Tortoise was estivating last week, which is what they do in winter……but we had 3 inches of rain and the ground was already saturated, so he was underwater and seemingly oblivious to it. The easiest way to move this 80 pound bombshell is to load him up in a wheel barrow.The last time his pasture was icy, I brought him into the house along with his igloo where he closed his eyes and covered his face with his front feet. This was great until Tom came home. I felt like I should tell him that Fast Eddie was in the house, so he didn’t trip over him during the night. He just shook his head and so Eddie was moved to the garage with a space heater and lots of fresh hay on the floor. Our tortoise adviser Bruce Deuley gave us good tips about keeping him healthy and warned us not to let him get too cold and especially not cold and wet. During the spring and summer, Eddie grazes on coastal Bermuda grass and we give him treats of bell peppers, romaine lettuce, field greens and cucumbers. The web-site Sulcata Station has great advice about caring for tortoises. Spinach impedes the absorption of calcium and can cause deformities of their shell, so this should never be fed. Iceberg lettuce holds no nutritional value and tomatoes are too acidic. Click here to read more about the care and feeding of the African Sulcata Tortoise.
Mourning is officially over, for everyone except Pony Boy. He usually just carts around little children and gets rewarded with buckets of carrots and sweet feed, but he was a good sport today. He even put up with lots of hugs and kisses.
His bridle was dusty and needed a little polishI needed to walk over to the mounting block to climb on my 12 hand steed.
I thought it would be fun to round up the Longhorns, but changed my mind…..
After 14 years of smiling for the camera, our little pony has it down pat.
Fast Eddie the super tortoise wanted to join us on our trail ride.
We rode the fence-line and the weather could not have been more perfect.
Miss Piggy was content to hear all about it when we got back to the barn.
Everybody got extra treats to celebrate the awesome day……once again I feel like I am living the dream.
Yeah, it happens to the jolliest of us all. Even living in paradise on earth, sometimes you just need to go somewhere quiet and be alone. I was trying to escape the other day and hide out for a few minutes, just to absorb all the ups and downs of the last few weeks, without upsetting the dogs and Miss Piggy. So I blinked back a few tears and walked over to the barn to be in a crappy mood for a while. As usual our resident clown saw me coming and was prepared to uplift my mood and make me forget anything but his silly self. Here he was herding our 80 pound tortoise across the pasture
When the farrier came later in the day to trim hooves, he felt obligated to hand him his tools and accidently dropped a heavy metal object on his foot. When I had securely locked a filly into her stall, he managed to set her free to run around playing hard to catch for the next 30 minutes. I swear it must be a conspiracy to make me happy!!!!! I LOVE you RUSS!!!!!!
“It’s my birthday! Why do I have to take a bath? I hate baths. It’s embarrassing and humiliating, especially when you take pictures.” Poor Tiny T was pouting the rest of the night of his party. He is two years old and three times bigger than he was when he was born. He already has the tiny spurs on his back legs.
Meanwhile ,back at the ranch, Fast Eddie was happily taking a shower. It gets better, Tiny T, it’s tough being a Tortlet. “I can teach you all kinds of ways to get into trouble” Cousin Fast Eddie says.
No way our 80 pound bombshell was missing again. Our friend, Bruce had told us that African Sulcata Tortoises can dig over 30 feet underground to seek warmer conditions or even keep cooler in the summer. His cave is now about four feet deep. He takes an afternoon nap in his house and comes out for dinner when we call him.
continuing my story from yesterday, after receiving the phone call from the men who had found Eddie, my next step was to try to figure out donde estuvo mi tortuga grande? They were not sure exactly which county road they were on. We did not even have road signs until a few years ago. Before that it was, take the first turn past the tree that looks like a sombrero until you see the cactus that looks like a dinosaur, follow that road until you get shot at and you are there. After several dropped calls and turnarounds, I saw the truck with my heroes standing in a circle around Eddie. One of them made the sign of the cross when he saw me. I asked them if they could help me lift him into the bed of my truck, but they looked worried and one said “Lo siento, pero no nos queremos perder los dedos”. They were afraid that Eddie would bite them. Not unless you are wearing chanclas and toenail polish I thought, but I assured them by saying “No preocuparse, mi tortuga nunca muerde nadie” If we had been closer to home, i would have transported Eddie in my wheelbarrow, but we were about five miles from home, so I said a prayer as they gingerly lifted him into the truck without dropping him like a hot tamale. Once Eddie was safely back in his pen, he seemed happy to be there. He attacked his favorite treats of bell peppers and Romaine lettuce. His four day adventure had taken him through coastal bermuda fields, which he loves, but like they say, there’s no place like home!