The nails didn't last. That's as good as they'll ever look and then they start breaking way back at the finger and I have to cut them off. They look horrible right now.
Bradley, AKA Ricky Bobby, is still with us. He's living with a friend in an indoor pen. And Gracie is totally in love with him. She climbs in the pen to sleep at night and snuggles all around him.
Alright all, you heard her. She asked for photos. This is all her fault!!!
Sherm and Panz on their first 'dinner date' after bringing Panz home. Panz is about 75 pounds and Sherm is up to about 45. They don't look it in the picture, but they're pretty solid torts - and still growing....
Some of my favorites of Sherm
Got herself high centered while she was playing under the grill and was not
amused when daddy went for the camera:
Having a cucumber from daddy as a treat:
She found a pear on the ground (we didn't even know we had a pear tree) when we went for a walk out front one day. I tried to get it from her - fruits and veggies should be a very seldom snack for them - but she'd pull it inside her shell and tuck her legs in front of her. She's much stronger than I am so I just gave up and let her have her prize.
Chasing Kitten, one of her favorite games:
I was trying to sit down to take a good one of her but she kept coming after me wanting me to rub her head and neck. I'd have to go way far away and sit and then take the photo while she was walking at me.
Lemme go find some of Panz. Hang on.....