So we made him a little place to live. Than we kept him for a few days & C.J. would take him out in the grass to play, but Nixon didn't care too much for Brick. He especially didn't like it if I even said the word turtle or the name Brick. YIKES. We decided that Brick needed to be outside in the "free" so we put him outside to live in the free. The next morning we found him trying to get in the house over by our bedroom door- there is a hole by the door jam. So, once again we thought it meant he wanted to be a part of our family. So, we brought him back inside. SeriousNESS!!!!
It lasted a week & we ended up taking him back out side---- the little Brickster has been gone now about a week-- no sign of him- wanting back in.... Wish him luck.





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