Chomper Cadman-Dentz

This morning at 5:30 a.m. I heard yelling in the dining room. "Get up, help! Chomper is not moving and he has his eyes closed!"

My poor husband came running in to shake me awake. I quickly ran to the aquarium and looked for him. He was inside (don't ask me how) the artificial log, trapped. I picked up the log and tried to pry him loose, but I couldn't. I shook the log and feared the worst.

Then, Chomper opened his beady eyes and gave me a tender longing look, as if to say, "What the hell?"

Two minutes later the two of us had him loose. I still have no idea how a 4 inch width turtle finagled his way into a 3 inch area. Suspicious....

Exhibit A: Chomper Cadman-Dentz

Some People get Chocolate For V-Day

For Valentine's day some people get candy, some get flowers, dinner, and some even get a massage. What did I get? Sore scratched legs, a skinned knee, and one eye poked.

We can't decide/blame who came up with the wonderful idea to "hike." We traveled past Canyon Lake, on pass Tortilla Flat to the dusty area where few snow birds tread. The weather was lovely and the near blooming cacti hinted at spring. It was like a dream until I heard those dreadful words, "Hey, let's hike up to the cave!"

Bad idea. Not only because I'm the clumsiest person, but because I have Cynophobia. "Sure," I replied. It couldn't have been more than a stone's throw away, right? Wrong.

The "hike" turn out to be me scaling a bed of rock covered in Cat's Claw. I was pretty proud of myself for making it to the cave, somehow, but then I remembered I had to go back down.

Then I heard he most foul idea ever...."Hey, let's hike down to the water down that cliff."

"No," I replied. A poked eye and a few scratches later, I was done

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