Hola amigos || Hello friends

^{This morning I went out to do a favor to my mother at her house. And by chance I saw Santiago, the father of my turtles. Well, I tell you that my father has more than 40 years in Venezuela and when they bought the house where he lives today, Santiago was in the grounds of the house. The tortoise is about 50 years old. A little slower than normal. The weight of him must be about 20 kilos, I do not know, maybe I am speculating, but if he is very heavy the friend Santiago. His wife, who accompanies him since about 15 years we call her Gloria. They are the parents of my tortoises.}

^{I remember watching Gloria dig a hole near a tree that is located on part of the house grounds. I was very attentive to that. My grandmother had told me that it meant she would lay eggs. And so it was; for many days Gloria was digging that hole. The one that would be the cave to hide her eggs. It is fortunate that we found about 6 baby turtles. The others never showed up. We never really knew what happened to them. I should point out that we found these baby turtles little by little. I found one of them, the others were found by my siblings while they were playing in the field. I must remember that this species is in danger of extinction. He is in an extremely giant space for his well being, he is fed and cared for as much as a family member.}