I went on a walkabout without permission. And now I’m in big trouble.
To quote our Person, “You girls asked for a bigger space to winter inside. So I gave you full access of the bathroom so that you could run and play. I gave you ping pong balls to scoot around. Some of your greens are served in a ball so that you can chase after your food. I rearrange your rocks and climbing boards every day to create new challenges. Your life is perfect. Why did you try to escape? Why?”
Well….we are tortoises. And tortoises love to explore. And we don’t like doors. Especially closed doors. But this time the door was open. Just a tiny bit. Sweet!
So Nina and I planned our mission. She’s the brainy one. I’m the brave one. I would be the scout. Nina would follow after I cleared the way.
I was excited beyond excited. That closet door is a barrier to unexplored lands. Everyday we bump it with no luck. But this time, it worked. The door creaked open enough for one tortoise to fit through. Perfect.
And oh…the inside of that place is amazing. Like an amusement park. So many things to see. So many things to do. So little time to clear the way and get Nina inside too.
First thing was to rub against a mud encrusted boot to camoflage my shell. The more mud the better.
What to do next? And then I spotted it. The purse that our Person carries. She takes it everywhere when she leaves us. There must be something really cool in there. And it was on the floor so…..I scooted into that thing to check it out. Boring! Mud dropped off my shell but I didn’t waste time cleaning it up. Person probably won’t notice. It’s just mud.
Then something sparkly and glittery and shiny caught my eye. I had to explore the sparkly thing. Was it a diamond? I hoped so. I heard that diamonds are a girl’s best friend.
I was headed that way when I heard it.
Penny, where are you? Penny? Penny?
Uh, oh. That sounded like our Person. I had to hide. I picked up speed, moving my little legs as fast as they would go. The sparkly thing was calling to me. I had to get there! Hurry Penny hurry. Sanctuary was within reach! I was going to make it. The shiny thing would protect me.
And then everything happened in a flash. The closet door flew open. An overhead light popped on. A long shadow fell over me. The sparkly thing dimmed. I stopped dead in my tracks and played possum. I heard that was the thing to do. But that was a bad call.
Because seconds later I found myself back inside my tiny plastic cement mixing tub home. Bummer!
What I learned from this…Run faster. Hide better. And figure out how to blame it on Nina. I’m pretty sure it was all her idea.
P.S. Some or all of this tale may or may not be true. It’s true that I snuck into the closet unsupervised. It’s true that I ended up in my tiny plastic cement mixing tub. It’s true that no tortoises were injured in the telling of this adventure. And, most important, it’s true that it was all Nina’s fault.