A small testimony to the universal desire for freedom: “He just got out somehow,” said his friend, who inherited his care from his parents, and who put up “Wanted” flyers all over his neighborhood, hoping his friend would be found by April by some kind person who’d take him in.
Schloeman said Willie has no particular personality, and didn’t appear personally anguished over his disappearance.
“You can’t get close to a turtle,” he said.
The “wanted” poster, which I like the writer first saw at Sean Casey’s Animal Rescue—-which I wrote about here —-cracked me up. “Ran away after 70 years,” it says.
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