After admiring a tortoise at the City’s (excellent!) “Sciencepalooza”, Mago decided to buy one with his birthday money. Tortoises are too expensive though, so we found a red-eared slider (turtle) locally in an online listing.
I thought a turtle would be less entertaining. Not this one.
“Turbo” is the name the original owners gave him because he deftly swims around. “Edward” and “Hall” are Mago’s additions. I’m now reconsidering my Mother’s caution (which I never shared) at naming our dog Moses (how I miss that dog!) particularly seeing we have an ancestor by that name. So, yeah . . . Cousin . . . meet your, uh, turtle namesake.
Turbo energetically fights his reflection in the glass (lighting conditions make it an excellent mirror–) apparently another turtle from his point of view.
Just now I’ve found that when I play music, Turbo stands up, pokes his head out of the water, and stays there.
He’s very young.
(And no, I wouldn’t name any child “Turbo.”)