Turtle Time…


Such an odd couple.

My dog loves to sit and stare at the turtles.

There are a plethora of turtles in three difference parts of Central Park.

Finnley could spend the entire day in nonverbal communication with these reptiles.

I swear the other day a large turtle hangin’ on a rock was speaking to Finnley. She was waving her front legs and opening and closing her mouth. It was hysterical.

With the sun and heat I usually succumb 30 to 60 minutes into the pow wow and attempt to depart. Finnley’s rigor mortis sets in and my dog has to be bribed or physically removed from this blissful state.

The best part of this daily encounter is meeting so many interesting tourists. They all want to take a photo of Finnley and the turtles.

The chit chat eventually turns into a Q and A about American politics and Agent Orange.

Then I strap on the rhetoric and reconvene my Apology Tour.

It is amazing how many countries are invested in our upcoming presidential election.

I leave them with my Trump/Turtle analogies.

Both are reptiles with a hard shell.

Feeding is an issue and both species are often overweight.

Turtles like trump should not be housed with other species.

Enrichment can benefit a pet turtle’s health and can lead to bonding. No bonding evident in trump’s case.

Turtles need mental stimulation to be able to display their natural behaviors. Trump is lacking in mental stimulation leading me to believe that turtles bring a lot more to the table.

My life is in a constant state of Turtle Time.


Discover more from If The Devil Had Menopause

Subscribe to get the latest posts sent to your email.

Leave a Reply

Your email address will not be published. Required fields are marked *

*