The farewell ..
Kroky is .. well, it was, my turtle.
The other day, without dying, came to have a better life, as it took her to a man to take it to his people along with more turtles.
To me the idea I was not amused, was all my parents' decision, as it was very large and caused many inconveniences when cleaning as it had to carry a very large tank to the shower and then clean and re-let on the balcony. Now at least I know it will be accompanied and on a larger site in the tank where he was, which could not move freely.
The story:
Eight years ago, in April 2001, did a student exchange with a family of Alicante (say exchange because no one came to my house) on the pretext of participating in a conference sports with other schools like mine but in other cities Spain, and upon returning, I found a turtle at home.
Apparently wine sick or something weird happened, but the turtle did not last more than 2 weeks .. and that it had been purchased at a pet store ..
After that, we went downtown and saw some turtles along the Ramblas and decided to buy one. I decided to call Kroky and never had any health problems.
The images:
As I have enough, I leave a slideshow with a few pictures ..
The 5 primeas are August 2001
The following will be made 1 or 2 years and 2 last day of the farewell .. 
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