By all means rake up the fallen leaves, Humans.
Just not my leaf-bed. I’m about to doze off.
Nothing beats a buttery sun puddle on a crisp autumn day.
It is cold, Human Mommy! Why are you unplugging my space heater?!
You’re leaving for work, you’ve set the thermostat to 68 degrees, and the space heater is a hazard unattended, you say.
It’s on you if you come home to a Catsicle.
When it’s cold, we Turtles burrow in.
If a warm spell strikes, we reamerge to bask in the unseasonable heat.
Nothing, not even blood worms, tastes as good as Vitamin-D feels.
–Princess Maple Ann
As temperatures plummet..
…find yourself a good lap warmer.
There’s nothing like a roaring fire on a chilly October morning. Come on fall!