Friday 21 August 2020

Where's My Willie?

 


This morning we had a dilemma on our hands.

My Willie Nelson, went missing. We looked everywhere and could not find it. First, I looked in the obvious place. Not there!

Not in the garden, not in the cupboard, behind the sofa, under the bed, or anywhere in the house; inside or out. Not in the garage, not in the car, or indeed not anywhere. Willie Nelson went missing.

I knew my Willie was not hiding in some orifice or corner somewhere because he is totally claustrophobic. He does not like the dark!

He is the only tortoise I know who gets really stressed about going back into his own shell. He hibernates in winter with his head and legs hanging out of his natural home. He prefers the outdoors. We have to wrap his head in a small scarf we've knitted for him and put his legs in home-made socks to keep him warm.

We've had Willie Nelson for two years and he shares the garden with Don Williams the rabbit and Johnny Cash the hamster.

They often lunch together and have picnics as they wander about always under the watchful eye of someone in case they get through the hedge to the neighbour's garden. 

At night they are put in their cage for safety. 

Willie is always out in the garden early in the morning jumping and running around with his friends Don Williams and Johnny Cash, whilst Dolly Parton and Tammy Wynette watch them from their perch by the window.

I suspect that last night we forgot to put them in their cage. This morning Don Williams and Johnny Cash were there in the garden ready for breakfast; but no Willie Nelson.

We asked Dolly Parton and Tammy Wynette if they'd seen him and they kept repeating, "Pretty Dolly ... Happy Tammy ... Pretty Dolly ... Happy Tammy ..."

Being a tortoise, we did not think Willie Nelson had gone very far. We searched everywhere as already mentioned and we could not find him. 

We printed leaflets with his photo, (the tortoise, not the singer), and we pinned the leaflets to trees and lamp posts in our area. We posted leaflets in neighbours' houses asking them if they'd seen Willie; but to no avail. No one had seen him.

Then this evening he was found. 

He was up a tree in our garden. There he was. Sitting on a branch some twenty feet up from the ground. Totally unperturbed and happy with his surroundings.

How did he get up there? I thought. Tortoises don't usually climb trees do they?
 

More to the point, how do we get him down? It's certainly not something I'd want to do, climbing all the way up there.

Perhaps if we called him down and we all held a large sheet into which he would fall safely? No use. He is as deaf as a deaf bat ... sorry, only simile I could think of on the spur of the moment.

I phoned the pet shop. The man there told me that perhaps he took fright at something he saw and ran up the tree. Now I'll admit that last evening I did venture in the garden with my skin softening and conditioning cream on, and a curler or two in my hair; but that would not have frightened Willie, would it? 

Eventually, a friend who is not afraid of heights came round and brought Willie safely down to terra firma. You should have seen him waggling his little tail and jumping at our legs in delight. I mean Willie Nelson was jumping at our legs, not our friend! Don Williams and Johnny Cash were so happy to see Willie that they chased each other round the garden as they often do when playing whilst Dolly and Tammy sang in unison.

Totally exhausted, we put them in their cage with extra food to celebrate.

We still don't know how Willie got up the tree. Any ideas?

23 comments:

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    1. No ... no ... it was in my house ... not the country. Although the pets are all Country!

      God bless Tom. Keep smiling.

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  2. How cute. I love a happy ending.

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    Have a purrfect Feline Friday and weekend. 😎

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  3. He's quite a turtle, but then with the name "Willie Nelson" what could you expect. Much like his namesake. Does he entertain vocally? This was very entertaining! Thank you and have a grand weekend!

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    1. Willie Nelson sometimes makes a croaking sound. I will not comment about his namesake.

      God bless you Cathy. Keep smiling.

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  4. That's one heck of a gifted turtle, Victor!
    Blessings!

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    1. Yes he is, Martha. You should see him walking on the guitar.

      God bless always.

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  5. Dearest Victor,
    Love the way your Willie jumps on all four legs!
    He sure is a rascal and what a bunch of pets to care for.
    Enjoy them and keep the stories of their adventures coming!
    Hugs,
    Mariette

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    1. He jumps up and down at one's legs just like a puppy with his tail wagging when he's happy. He's a good pet.

      God bless you, Mariette.

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  6. Maybe the turtle knew a friend that could help him reach new heights. This was a job for Big Bird! :)

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    1. Actually, that's what we thought. Maybe a seagull picked him up for lunch and he was too heavy and was dropped on the tree and got wedged in the branches. We tend to have seagulls inland these days. You may have solved the mystery, Bill. Thanx.

      God bless you.

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  7. Love the names you've chosen! What a delight to imagine a tortoise jumping on all fours. :)

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    1. I wanted to call him Speedy Gonzales because he can walk to then end of the garden in three days. We've never let him out for three days of course. But I've calculated that in an hour he walks a certain length which multiplied by X to the factor of 3 and then working out the square root of that on the hypotenuse means he can reach the end of the garden in three days if there is a following wind to speed him up. With a wind blowing at him from the front he would take three weeks to make the journey. If it is raining he would drown!

      God bless, Mevely.

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  8. Maybe Ginger Rogers the pretty bird swooped him up by his little tail for a dance and the poor dear ended up in the tree?

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    1. That is definitely one possibility, Amelia. As I mentioned to Bill, it could be a seagull. We don't have eagles here where we live, but possibly a seagull could have attempted to lift him, and then just dropped him again.

      God bless you.

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  9. Glad hear Willie Nelson was found well and happy. Such a talented tortoise, he probably just walked up the tree trunk one step at a time.

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    1. That would be a real talent, Happyone, climbing trees.

      God bless.

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  10. I think Willie was in his kiddy car, singing "On the Road Again", missed the turn at the corner of the lawn and ended up the tree.
    Had my nose in a book for a few days....will get caught up with your fun stories.

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    1. It's good to see you back here Wanda. Thanx. Yes, please catch up with my past posts, especially the Christian ones. I'd like to hear your views.

      God bless.

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  11. Sounds like he just wanted to help you tell a tall tale, and up a tree is certainly tall.

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