I have already expressed my love for my pet turtle, Dallas.
But this is different. Here is Houston, my sister’s adorable turtle. He was actually found on a playground when we were in elementary school by a little boy with the last name Houston. At that time, he was about the size of a quarter and could turn circles in the bottom of those little fruit cups that elementary schools like to use to serve kids “healthiness” at lunch.
I had a wonderful mother that allowed us to keep him.
My sister inherited him when she moved off to college, and now that she lives back up by me, I get to hang out with Houston again. I hate to admit this, but he is so much more personable than Dallas. Houston will come to you. He likes to be pet. Dallas is a grumpy fellow who likes to be fed and swim… and that is about it.
Isn’t he charming?