Today is my birthday…although I wasn’t technically being born at this date. March 19, 2008 was the day I was loved by someone, the day I was being ‘born’ in my mommy’s family.
Things that I am about to tell you now is not much different with the things I have said in my first post, The Day I First Met Her.
I don’t remember how long I was kept in that horrible pet shop, I was so glad when I finally left that place.
Mommy had been searching for Kame’s company, she wanted a boy so that she can breed more cute turtles. Every time she passed through a pet shop, she always looked at the turtles and wondered if there was any turtle that she could bring home. She didn’t find the perfect turtle for months. She didn’t know that looking for pet is same with searching for a soul-mate (she realized it last year after reading Chicken Soup for the cat and dog’s lovers).
It didn’t matter how many turtles she was looking at because what matter was which one was looking back at her.
I was with about 10 turtles in my small tank. She was buying pellet for Kame. She decided to look around for baby turtles. I saw her came to our tank and I knew she was the one that will get me out of that forsaken place. I looked straight into her eyes and walked toward her. The way I was looking at her completely touched her heart, I knew that I had stolen her heart the moment I saw her smiling at me. The next thing I heard she was asking for my price.
She noticed something strange with my nails (look at the picture – sorry for its bad quality because she was only using her mobile-phone camera ), I had no nail! Did she care about me having no nails? NOT AT ALL.
She also noticed some soft spots on my plastron…But, she bought me anyway 🙂
Once I arrived at her house, she took care of my deficiencies with great care. She peeled my soft shell and used betadine to cure my shell. It was already rotten. She gave me antibiotic in my water. She let me stayed for as long as I wanted to. Simply said, she took good care of me till my shell was cured. You can still see the damage on my shell even though I have completely cured now.
Pet shop can be so irresponsible… fortunately, I have stolen her heart and made her pick me despite of my deficiencies…and I love her for that 🙂
Being in pet shop for long had taken away my trust on people. It took more than a year for me to completely trust her. The first few months, I tried to run away from her touch. When she finally caught me, I put my head inside. When she let me sleep on the floor, I hid in the farthest corner of her room. In return for my action, she couldn’t love me as much as she loved Kame 😦
I learned my mistake little by little. Somewhere in between, I knew I could trust her more than anyone in this world.
Love works both way, right? To make her loved me, I need to show her that I love her too.
I began to stay closed to her all the time, I climbed her leg just like Kame did, I looked at her when she came into the room, I did everything kame did. Now, I can proudly say that She loves me as much as she loves Kame.
I have stayed with her for 3 years now and she keeps tending my unstable shell condition up till today. I am so glad I met her 3 years ago…it was a HAPPY birthday indeed.
You can see my top-5 pictures in my mommy’s blog. She is posting it as her way to celebrate my birthday 🙂