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from Jim LUKE, THE DESERT TORTOISE One
day in the spring of 1954, our next-door neighbor called
over the fence to come and see what she had found. It
turned out to be a young Desert Tortoise, maybe 3 inches
in diameter. It was found walking across Los Feliz Blvd.,
which even then was a heavily traveled street in Los
Angeles. She had rescued it and since we already had a
menagerie of pets, she gave it to me. We named it Luke,
the next in a line of pet turtles named Matthew and Mark,
who had been the short-lived imported green pet-shop type
of turtles. Around
Labor Day he would begin digging a hole for hibernation.
It was not a safe prospect to allow him to remain outside
for the winter, due to possums, etc., that would come
down occasionally from Griffith Park. We found an oval
plastic pan and placed a clay flower pot in it. He would
go into the pot like a burrow and we placed this is a
dark corner of my bedroom closet. He would sleep there in
hibernation until about St. Patrick's Day and then
awakened and was ready to go back outside.
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