Salted and Stroked

My turtle, Ricki, took care of me while I was sick. She brought me turtle flakes everyday. Because I wasn’t feeling well, I didn’t say anything and I ate the turtle flakes. The turtle flakes are salty. I think the large amounts of salt helped me.

While I rested in bed, Ricki would stroke my head with her flat turtle foot. She doesn’t have soft feet. It was kind of like a pencil where the eraser end was completely worn down and there was just the metal part. At first it was uncomfortable and hurt my head. But I soon became overwhelmed by the term of endearment. This tiny turtle really cared for me.