The First (and only) Shell-baby: Half Dome

We have a tortoise named Half Dome. Half Dome's story is pretty short and not as exciting as the Furbastards. His parents were zoo specimens that accidentally bred when they were like 50 years old - of the clutch, four of the eggs hatched into precious widdle baby tortoises. All four babies were scooped up and adopted by co-workers of mine, much to my relief and Derrick's woe and anguish.

After about a year, one of the tortoise-parents was going through some really rough stuff at home and felt she couldn't take care of the tortoise anymore. I made the mistake of telling Derrick, and now we have Half Dome.

I wasn't super in to the idea because we live in an apartment the size of a postage stamp, but we make it work and Half Dome seems happy, Derrick is happy, and I am happy because I loooooove my little shell-baby now.