It finally happened. We had to take a sick turtle on vacation (well, along with us for a weekend away) so that Allen could make sure the turtle got his ointment and antibiotics.
Here's Allen, ministering to Bob in our motel. (The fact that Allen's wearing a Red Cross t-shirt as he applies ointment to Bob's paw is purely coincidental).
We kept the Do Not Disturb sign on the door so that Housekeeping wouldn't find Bob (in his plastic tub with lid) and freak out. We also weren't anxious to be thrown out of a "no pets allowed" motel.
What we do for turtles!