R.I.P Dear Turtle

Troughout my life I've had a lot of different pets. My mother has always loved them, so she gave me her love and passion for animals. We very often rescue dogs from the streets, fed them, or just, stroke them. In my 19 years of existence, we've had rabbits, hamsters, dogs, different types of birds and… turtles.

I know, it's horrible, but I don't remember her name. Since this happened when I was 8, I only remember certain things, like she was very cute, big and restless. She was my first turtle, and she managed to stay with us for like two years. At that moment, in the house were living my mother, my father, my sister, my two dogs, the turtle and I.

But one day, when I came back from the school, the tragedy happened. My mother was acting very strange, so I asked her what the hell was happening, and then, she told me the horrible thing that happened minutes ago: my dog, Almendra, killed the turtle in an attempt to eat her.

So, this post is for her... I'm so sorry, Nameless Turtle. Hope you are in the paradise of pets. You deserve it.