Malo, the flesh-eating turtle from Hell, dreams of baby carrots and fingers. Last week, one of the cats hopped in the pen with Malo, and was peacefully snoozing. He was about 6 inches from her and closing in when we shooed her out. Would he have bitten her? He bit Sue once. Turtle bites hurt. A lot.
When he was much smaller and lived inside, Sue came home one day to find he'd escaped from his cage. The cats were cowering in the living room. She found Malo under the bed with a tuft of cat hair in his mouth.
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