Little Critters

A little tribute to these old buggers, who've been around since I was of single digit age. We used to have 3 tiny cookie sized ones in a plastic container with faux coconut tree and bridge. As they grew, one became a famous ninja who could climb fences and mysteriously disappear into neighbours' houses or 1 meter high water containers. No kidding.

Then, one of the terrapins once laid eggs and we were so excited. We kept digging up the dirt to check if they'd hatched, until finally we realized they were never going to turn into baby terrapins. A sad day indeed.

Somewhere down the line, Dad unwittingly caused the death of one of them. One even ran away, to be mysteriously replaced by a new one sometime later. By new one, I mean a different smaller terrapin that suddenly appeared on our porch one day. And now, here we are today with these 2 beauts who have free rein (crawl) of the backyard. It's a debate whether releasing them into the lake will be better or leaving them to do whatever they want in this fun playground.

The larger less green one. Nameless, I'm afraid.

Miss (we assume) Greener One. Who's got a tendency to follow one's feet around and walk on them. Haven't gotten bitten yet.