Box Turtle Takes a Blueberry from Rescue Mama’s Hand

Being rescued is always a good thing. And yet it can take some getting used to. For starters, your lunch no longer gets a running head start. Instead, it arrives neatly arranged on a strange red rock. It is a bit….eerie. Sure, everything looks good, smells good, but still….it is almost too docile. You justContinueContinue reading “Box Turtle Takes a Blueberry from Rescue Mama’s Hand”

Box Turtle Takes a Hay Ride

Getting ready for hibernation can be intense….even grueling. But there is no reason it can’t be fun too! For example, let’s say your large shell-less brumation assistant brings home some particularly groovy new hibernation material. From the start you know you are going to like it – as it turns out, hay’s natural coloration setsContinueContinue reading “Box Turtle Takes a Hay Ride”

Pearl, Malti, Bruce and Their Mama Want to Hear from YOU

Just like that, another 365 days of flock adventures is now in our rearview mirror. Wow. The official large featherless typing assistant, creative director, biographer and activities planner is wiped but happy. 🙂 At this point, you might understandably be wondering “what’s up next?” We are so glad you asked! For these next few monthsContinueContinue reading “Pearl, Malti, Bruce and Their Mama Want to Hear from YOU”

Day 365: Rescued Box Turtle Goes on Safari

Being rescued into an interspecies flock gives you opportunities you might never come across otherwise. Rather than observing the strange large shell-less species from afar, you now get to watch them right up close. If you want to, you can even interact with one face to face! Like going on a personalized wildlife safari (completeContinueContinue reading “Day 365: Rescued Box Turtle Goes on Safari”

Day 362: A Box Turtle In His Hibernaculum

It is true “hibernaculum” is a bit of a mouthful. It might be just as easy to call your winter slumber chambers the “nap zone.” But this isn’t just any nap zone. It is especially constructed for big leaguers, power nappers that think catnaps are for cats (and good riddance while they’re at it). IfContinueContinue reading “Day 362: A Box Turtle In His Hibernaculum”

Day 357: A Rescued Box Turtle Meets His Munchies

When you have just been rescued and are very very hungry, it might seem natural you would gobble down everything in sight. But that would be evolutionarily unwise. After all, you’ve been on your own in the (relative) wild since you popped out of your small round white escape pod. Not everyone you hatched withContinueContinue reading “Day 357: A Rescued Box Turtle Meets His Munchies”

Day 354: Sir Snores a Lot Makes a Move

Some species with shells know how to take resting to a whole new level. Being cold-blooded, it just makes sense that you want to make hay while the sun shines (so to speak) and crawl into that hay when it doesn’t. Smart, smart, smart. But then what happens when your large shell-less hibernation assistant decidesContinueContinue reading “Day 354: Sir Snores a Lot Makes a Move”

Day 351: A Brumating Boy

Cold temperatures and cold blood definitely do not mix. When it gets chilly on the outside, it is going to get chilly on the inside – guaranteed. This is always the right time to do something called “brumating.” Here, there is some (lots of) confusion amongst the large shell-less beings about the difference between hibernationContinueContinue reading “Day 351: A Brumating Boy”

Day 348: The Box Is Closed

There are basically two kinds of beings in this world: those who wear their box on the outside and those who wear their box on the inside. Clearly, it is far more advantageous to be in the former group. This is obvious for many reasons, chief among which is how few beings belong in thisContinueContinue reading “Day 348: The Box Is Closed”

Day 345: Box Turtle Nap Time

One of the biggest things to get used to after being rescued is the nonstop attention. Your rescue mama really wants you to feel at home, safe, cared for….so much so that she checks on you one or a hundred times a day (hour). It is great to know you are loved, wanted, adored. ButContinueContinue reading “Day 345: Box Turtle Nap Time”