Being small and slow and shelled, many other beings automatically assume you don’t know how to do tricks.
Their eyes, always scanning the near horizon for things to see and do, pass right by you without a second look.
Their loss.
The truth is, not everyone has the eyes to see your smarts, your strength, your cuteness.
But for those who take the time, who notice, who really see you for who you are and all that you are, they are the ones who will learn you have a special fondness for hard-boiled egg (and everything else edible, for that matter).
And they are the ones who will be rewarded with the sight of an adorable little tortle saliva bubble in your throat as you gobble it down.
Pearl, Malti, Bruce & their mama
