Wednesday, I was preparing for my surgery and being off, so I took care of all of the animals. I cleaned Lettie and Lilah's cage and I filled Jeffrey's tank up and cleaned his filter. Well his filter was giving me troubles turning back on so I ended up having to fill his tank almost full. Usually I fill it to about four inches from the top and I have never had a lid on his tank. I never needed to.
Later that night, I noticed that he had his big, floating log over towards the right side, he was up on it and the bastard was trying to climb out. Mr. Bruises pushed him back in and moved his log to the other side.
Yesterday, Mr. Bruises had to take me to the hospital for 6:30 am. Once I got settled, I sent him home to get some sleep until I was ready to be picked up. He got up and was eating his breakfast and he said something was amiss. The turtle usually sits there and watches him eat his breakfast. He looked in the tank and he was gone! He was on the kitchen floor, right where he fell from his tank. He was on his back and flailing all around. Mr. Bruises noticed that both the cat and Travis were both over in that area nosing around.
We have no idea how long he was out and upside down, but he is back in his tank and being just as surly as ever. I bet he won't try that again!
