While walking up the street from Slivnica Beach (Prespa
Lake, Macedonia) Astrid, Reid and I saw a big tortoise. Tortoise was coming
from the opposite direction walking steadily.
It’s fascinating to see wildlife in their own element. Astrid taught perhaps
we should put the tortoise away from the street as it might get crushed by a
passing car. Reid and I forbid it.
I have once before moved a tortoise, named zelka, from one
place to another. That was in Montenegro at Skadar lake. Now I wonder how is it
for this animal, who is going about his own business, to be airlifted and then
placed in a new place? Be it 25m or 250m away. Does the tortoise now know where
to go? Do they need to find their way back? From our perspective the new spot
might look better, but how is it for them? I don't know.
Perhaps we assume too much too often.
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