My tortimese likes to play milk-cap hockey with the sliding door.

Post something random or you’ll have an awful December.

Without a doubt. I watched this one hop on the table to eat someone’s leftovers and pause every now and then to daintily wipe his beak on the back of the chair.

Please enjoy the sound of my little tortimese’s two-tone purr. She has an upper register and a lower one. >^..^<