The other day I was browsing Pasadena Humane Society's website and I saw that they had a tortoise up for adoption. I knew we would have the perfect home for the little guy because we have so much space and Daisy would have a friend. After double checking with my sister who knows everything about animals like tortoises, I convinced my husband that we had to bring this creature home. I took the afternoon off work, we went down to the shelter, and after waiting about a hour to see a counselor, I found out someone was already on the waiting list to take him home. I put my name on the list, but they were pretty sure the other person would be the one to get him.
Now Rommel can tell you that when I really get my heart set on something and it doesn't come to fruition, I pout and pout and pout, which is exactly what happened. But it turns out that Petco had a tortoise sale. I normally wouldn't buy an animal at Petco, but they had four tortoises in this tiny tank (I realize this is a sales tactic and it works!).
Needless to say, we have another member of the family named Squirt. Typical of Daisy, she ran away from me and Squirt, but by the end of the day, they were nestled together in an overturned pot.