How often have you been sitting at home, unable to locate your turtle?
“Here, turtle, turtle, turtle, you say,” hoping that your turtle will return, as though it is a dog and not a turtle.
But turtle never comes back. You wait and hope, and hours turn into days, and days turn into months, until your lease is up and you’re moving your dresser and there is turtle. Dead. From not being loved enough by you.
If only you’d tied a balloon to him. Like this dude.
This dude never loses his turtle.
[H/T Laughing Squid]