He Came. He Saw. He Rescued.

Two nights ago, we were driving back home when the Mister suddenly stop the car, reversed it and asked, “DID YOU SEE THAT?”

“What? Where?”

“That! Can’t you see it? I almost ran over it!” and he jumped out of the car.

Since I still can’t see a thing (it was raining heavily) I thought he saw a ghost and almost hit it. Like WHAT THE HELL? HIT A GHOST? THAT’S LIKE CREEPY IN A NEW LEVEL OF OHMYGODSCARYMUCH! But then again, you can’t hit a ghost. Either your car will just pass through it or the ghost will do an acrobatic jump and appear at the backseat of your car. F-F-F-F-F-F-F! SCARY. AS. HELL. OKAY!

But turns out it was a tortoise. Fuh. I was so relieve. I would totally crap in my pants if it were a ghost.

Say hulo to Mr. Totois!

Poor Mr. Totois had a rough life. His shell is all… messed up. Scratches and dents and erm… broken. The Mister took an old plastic drawer to put Totois in and I fed it veggie just so he’ll have a healthy bowel.

We’re not sure what to do with it yet. Maybe we’ll free it at a lake nearby our house or give it to my mom since she’s gaga over tortoise. She has like 4-5 tortoises as pets.

Will wait till the Mister come back from his business trip to think of what we’re going to do with Mr. Totois. Till then, Totois will have a nice home and plenty of food like green vegetables and lots of fruits.

Sure is lucky to be found by a health freak couple. Next thing you know I’ll be feeding it yogurt with blackberry flavor.