50ish

I decided to take my little turtle to the vet to have her looked over. She seems fine, and certainly isn't lacking any energy lately. This is what happens when she decides that she's been in her water tub too long and it's time to get out: And in case you were wondering, those are not little droppings floating around in the water, just leftover turtle food.

Anyhow, she's never seen a vet and I figured it certainly couldn't hurt to have someone take a look and make sure there aren't any nagging issues that need to be addressed. So I called around until I found a guy out in Yorba Linda who is allegedly some sort of turtle expert with reasonable fees. The receptionist was convinced her name couldn't really be Willie, and kept referring to her as Lilly so I just decided to roll with it and made an appointment for Lilly.

I left the house on time, but I was in a bit of a rush and just sort of snatched her up and stuck her in a shoe box. When I got to the vet I realized that she'd been eating some corn on the cob and had dried chunks of corn stuck all over her little face that made her look diseased. I was really too late to do anything about it though, so I just had to explain to the vet that it was her breakfast on her face and not a fungus. The vet says she's in excellent health, and then was looking over his records from the receptionist and remarked that the 20 something age that the receptionist had reported was all off and that she's at least 50 if not older. I knew she was older than 30, but 50 seems a bit extreme. It's weird to think that the same little animal that loves to nap in the closet next to my shoes has been alive for 50 years.