Posted Sep 22, 2014
I spent a lot of time outdoors as a child. I found Jack, my southern painted turtle, while fishing one day and brought him home with me. We kept him in the backyard when it was warm out and in the garage in a tank when it was cold. I remember Jack well because he used to like eating Cheetos. He was a finicky eater, except for when a friend of mine accidentally dropped a Cheeto near Jack. He ate it up and loved them. After letting Jack eat junk food for a couple years, I put him back in the fishing hole where I found him.