Tonight Connie and I went to go bury the little turtle that died the other day. I cannot believe that he sat out in his bowl for two days and no one wanted to bury him. So sad. The persons that owned him didn't even bother. They probably would have gotten gotten around it, but we decided to do it tonight.
It is a wanton lack of care before and after death that makes me upset. I told them he might have a fungus, and nothing happened. I am not sure where one would find the right chemical to treat it, but at least they could have cleaned the water more often and not let egg and other food decay in the water for three days before it was cleaned.
So, we took Little Dude to the park and we buried him. We put him in a plastic bag and rode our bikes in the middle of the night. We arrived and picked out a nice place to put him to rest. We choose the pond with Coy fish and dug a small hole to place him in. It was a nice spot, very peaceful and off the beaten path. After covering it back up, we said that he would finally RIP. We then headed over the fountain and threw $1 coins in as an offering.
So, if you wonder where he is...he is now resting in peace.
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poor little guy...
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