The Death of a Turtle....

Well, just when I thought my life was bad enough these days... I woke up on Wednesday morning, to find my baby turtle mauled by the big one! Argh - it was nasty...

You know, I had never fancied myself a pet owner, much less a turtle owner. But when I inherited those two little guys from Val and Colin, I just fell in love with them. Especially the little one. He had the cutest "personality".. and he was a tough little guy - able to hold his own against big turtle...

I am not sure what went wrong and why big turtle went psycho... and then after I "buried" the baby, I decided I didn't want to keep big turtle anymore, because it just seemed wrong to have your pet with the your other pet in its belly! but as a few days passed... big turtle's whole personality just changed.. he seems so lonely. He keeps digging around the filter where little turtle used to hide... and when I am around he hides away, not like before when he used to get super excited and come swimming to me... he doesn't swim to me anymore... it seems as if he is saying: "I am sorry mamma..."... ARGH - Well, now how can I get rid of him now???

But then I am stuck with the dilemma of keep him and he is lonely.. get rid of him and who knows where he will end up I will be sad again...

:-(