An old pic of the turts, but it’s still one of my favourites.
I had to clean Waffle’s tank and so I moved him into a smaller tub next to Dorothy’s. Since he loves climbing, I quickly taped a couple sheets of plastic to the sides so that he wouldn’t be able to get out. When I came back the sheets of plastic had been pushed down and he was perched precariously on the tub’s rim. Dorothy was swimming back and forth in front of him, seemingly saying, “What do you think you’re doing, punk?”
Another shot capturing Dorothy’s not-all-too-impressed expression: