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I will never ever forget the first time it happened.
I was sitting beside Malti while she took a bath in her itty bitty tortoise tub.
Then all of a sudden I heard it….the tiniest of oh-so-delicate Tinkerbell farts.
At first, thinking I must be hearing things, I looked all around me. There was no one else in sight.
I knew I didn’t do it. So that only left….I looked down at her, soaking there in her bowl, and she didn’t bat an eye. She was as calm and self-contained as, well, a tiny tort who just farted and didn’t think anything of it.
By the way, it has happened many, many times since then. I no longer look around me, either, because I know exactly who did it.
(For the record, I have never heard her box turtle brother, Bruce, fart. And I’ve never heard any other shelled being fart either. And this was definitely the first time I ever heard a fart and thought dotingly, “Awww – how CUTE!”)