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Photo: James P. Gibbs, SUNY-ESF


by Tanya Lewis, Staff Writer. Oct. 28, 2014

Giant tortoises that were once driven to the brink of extinction
on a tiny Galápagos island have made an amazing comeback,
a new study reveals.

The tortoise population on the island of Española dwindled to
just 15 animals in the 1960s, because of damage to their
habitat caused by feral goats. Then, about 40 years ago,
captive-bred tortoises were released on the island, and now
there are about 1,000 of them living and breeding in the wild.

“It’s one of the greatest conservation success stories,” said
James Gibbs, a conservation biologist at the SUNY College
of Environmental Science and Forestry in Syracuse, New York.
Gibbs led the study published today (Oct. 28) in the journal




28 tortoises smuggled into UK are now
living at Blackpool Zoo

Known as the Sulcata Tortoises, these tiny creatures
are all under a year old and just a few inches long. But
within time, these relatively rare tortoises could get as
big as 10 stone and live up to a whopping 100 years.

“We have built a fantastic relationship with Borderforce
over the years and work closely with them to rehome
any seized reptiles,” John Paul Houston, assistant head
of the Animal Department at Blackpool Zoo, said.

Read more.



Boom in shipments of turtles overseas could lead to
protective measures.

WASHINGTON — The U.S. government is proposing a

new level of protection for certain freshwater turtles,
concerned that a massive increase in overseas demand
for the reptiles could hurt their long-term prospects.

The proposal from the U.S. Fish and Wildlife Service involves
four species: the Florida softshell, the smooth softshell,
the spiny softshell and the common snapping turtle.

While none of the four species is at risk of extinction,
federal officials and biologists say that a booming international
trade in turtles had prompted concerns about the animals’
long-term survival.

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Reptiles play vital role in protecting ecology

Hitherto viewed by many here and elsewhere as
an insignificant part of the fauna of the Blue Mountains,
reptiles have of late been generating considerable
interest among not only wildlife enthusiasts and students of
wildlife biology but also the public on account of growing
awareness about their role in protecting this ecologically
fragile area.



Mystery of missing giant tortoise has happy ending
in Daytona Beach

Nicholas Montagna was flummoxed.
One of his two giant tortoises went missing Sunday, leaving
Montagna, his family, neighbors and other in the community
searching for answers, and for Cecil. And even though the
100-lb-plus tortoise is safe and sound once again, his
disappearance remains a mystery.

Read more--about yet another sulcata tortoise lost
and found.



Northern River Terrapin Acquired
in Myanmar

Efforts to save the critically endangered Northern
River Terrapin (Batagur baska) in Myanmar recently took
a great leap forward when the TSA/Wildlife Conservation
Society (WCS) Turtle Team was granted permission to
transfer a large adult turtle living in a pagoda pond to
more equitable quarters.

The pond, at Botataung Pagoda in downtown Yangon, has
been home to the turtle since at least 1987, but probably
longer. Although its origins remain clouded in mystery, we
suspect the turtle was brought from the lower Ayeyarwady
Delta many years ago and released into the pond by a traveling
pilgrim. The symbolic release of fish, turtles, and small birds
is commonplace at Buddhist temples throughout Asia; by
liberating a captive animal, a person is believed to earn
karmic merit.

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Here’s a quiz I never expected to see:
Which species of sea turtle are you?
I got Green Sea Turtle. Ed.


Where do you fit in with the seven species of sea turtles?
Find out from the experts at Sea Turtle Conservancy…

Community Post: Which Species Of Sea Turtle Are You?



A Turtle Mystery in NY’s Jamaica Bay

Something strange is happening to the diamondback terrapin
turtles of Jamaica Bay, though there’s some question as to
precisely what that strange thing means.

“Nobody has ever seen anything like this before,” said Russell
Burke, a Hofstra University ecology professor and one of the
foremost experts on Jamaica Bay’s population of diamondback
terrapin turtles, the largest concentration in the state.
“It’s a puzzle.”

Read more.



Lonesome George, Immortalized
Natural History Museum Displays
a Giant Tortoise

Extinction is forever, as the conservationists say.
Desiccation, it turns out, is only nearly so.

The giant Galápagos tortoise known as Lonesome George,
whose death in 2012 signified the end of his subspecies,
has been preserved for posterity in a one-of-a-kind effort
by expert taxidermists. But the work took about half a
year longer than expected, in large part because the tortoise
stubbornly refused to dry out.

“That’s always the great unknown, how long the animal
will take to dry,” said George A. Dante Jr., whose studio,
Wildlife Preservations, in Woodland Park, N.J., was given the
task of preparing the 170-pound, five-foot-long tortoise.
Lonesome George — now fully dry and fully preserved, posed
as if he were looking for his favorite food, cactus — is on
display until early January at the American Museum of Natural
History, one of the partners in the effort.

Read more.

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Why Being a Reptile Lover Means Always
Having to Say “I’m Sorry



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Latest News on Reptile and Amphibian Science and
Conservation. A nonprofit 501(c)(3) organization.
Allen Salzberg, Editor/Publisher www.herpdigest.org


A nonprofit 501(c)(3) organization dedicated to the
conservation, preservation of habitat, and the promotion
of proper husbandry and captive propagation of turtles and
tortoises.  www.nytts.org

501(c)(3) organization that works to rehabilitate native
turtles and find homes for those that cannot be released.
Also takes in and adopts out turtles and tortoises of all
species that can no longer be kept for whatever reason.
Location, Long Island, New York www.turtlerescues.org

INDIANA TURTLE CARE in New Palestine, Indiana, is
a nonprofit organization dedicated to rehabbing
injured and unwanted turtles. www.indianaturtlecare.com
Contact: zooperior@comcast.net


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NY Turtle & Tortoise Show 2013

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Turtle Books and Movies We’d Like to See

Here’s a roundup of imaginary books and movies about turtles and turtle people I think would be a hoot!

  • Zorba, the Greek Tortoise
  • Don Juan—A Male Box Turtle’s Unflagging Search For Sexual Fulfillment with a Steel Helmet, a Man’s Boot, and a Chair Leg
  • Great Expectations, or, Will My Turtle Eggs Hatch?
  • A Tail of Two Bigheaded Turtles
  • The Box Turtles of Madison County
  • Les Miserables. The heartrending story of a turtle wife who robs a Food Emporium to feed her family when she can’t control her spouse’s unbridled spending on his turtles’ food.
  • Metamorphosis. The protagonist awakens one morning to find himself transformed into a loggerhead sea turtle. Forced by his despotic father to hide in his room, he slowly dies, from his family’s neglect and a lack of sea water.
Popular Lit
  • The First Turtle Wives Club
  • Wherever You Go, There’s a Turtle!
  • How to Connect With Your Inner Sea Turtle
  • The 7 Habits of Highly Effective Tortoise Breeders
  • Turtle Soup for the Turtle Wife’s Soul
  • The One Minute Turtle Manager: A Guide to Changing Turtle Water in Under a Minute

Children’s Books

  • A Child’s Garden of Tortoises
  • Charlotte’s Box Turtle
  • Willy Wonka and the Chocolate Turtle Factor


  • The Turtle Not Taken. In which the author must choose between a painted turtle and a Russian tortoise and how that decision alters his life.
  • Ode to a Turtle. A meditation upon art and life inspired by the scratchings of a box turtle, who has dug a nest in the poet’s garden.
Science Fiction
  • Turtle Wars – In a galaxy far, far, away (okay, California), two male desert tortoises clash to win the right to mate with a female.


  • How Green Was My Turtle
  • The Big Sleep – A box turtle’s winter hibernation
  • Indiana Jones and the Snapping Turtle of Doom
  • The Old Man and the Sea Turtle
  • Jaws 4 – An alligator snapper terrorizes tourists at a lakeside resort

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That’s Amoure–Turtle Version

Photo of two African sulcata tortoises mating, taken by TurtleWife reader Roberta R. at the San Diego Zoo a few years ago. She says:  “The whole zoo was watching!”

The box turtles at our house have, well, time on their hands. Here’s how they fill some of it.

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How to Meet a Turtle Man—A Match Made in New York Magazine

A typical Sunday morning at our house.

After meeting Allen, life changed in ways I could never have predicted.

I met my husband through a personal ad I placed in New York Magazine in the 80s. I was tired of meeting unavailable men at bars, parties, and summer shares. Not only was I looking for a long-term romance, I wanted to be in charge for a change.

The personals seemed ideal. How wonderful to pick and choose, rather than to be picked and chosen. How delightful to receive letters from dozens of men, all begging to go out with me.

But although I’m a copywriter, writing an ad for myself didn’t come easily. A friend fine-tuned my all-too-modest first draft to read: Spirited lady writer (30’s, 5’4”). Attractive, fun, resourceful. Seeks friendship and romance with unafraid man, 28-40, who possesses intelligence, warmth, confidence, and wit. Note/phone. Photo optional.

These words translated into six printed lines (cost: $153). My ad would run in one issue, and the magazine would forward responses for six weeks.

The morning the magazine hit the stands, I found my ad, “Spirited Lady Writer” sandwiched between “Voluptuous Blond Blue-Eyed Exec” and “Shapely, Super, Petite.”

Despite the competition, I felt hopeful.

A week later—success! Four letters arrived in a narrow manila envelope. The second week, a thicker envelope brought 15 letters. Ten letters showed up the third week. Eventually, I received 40 responses.

I divided them into three categories. The first, “Barf,” consisted of communications best chucked straight into the trash. Thankfully, there were just two of these. The first writer wrote—in oversized, Son-of-Sam handwriting—that he had a doctorate in lust and would love to help me get my advanced degree.  The second writer observed that it was a shame people had lost their prehensile tails because tails would be incredibly kinky in bed.

My second category, “Boring,” were letters that were nice, but dull; very dull. “Hi, my name is Bill,” a typical “Boring” letter read. “I’m an accountant /lawyer /computer programmer. I work for ABC/EFG/XYZ Company. I live in Brooklyn /Queens /New Jersey. In my spare time, I enjoy playing baseball /basketball /tennis. I liked your ad and I’d love to meet you.”

One such writer, an insurance broker, sent a photo of himself standing in front of a garage. My roommate, Sara, said: “He’s not bad looking and he has a car. Call him!” But imagining a dry-as-dust date discussing actuary tables, I declined.

My third category, “Best,” consisted of letters that were intriguing. Intelligent. Thoughtful. Funny. There were about ten of these, including Allen’s. One read simply: “I’d like to have a few more attractive, fun, resourceful people in my life.  Please call me.” I would have, but the writer’s picture showed him to be more than twenty years my senior, and I felt uncomfortable with the age gap.

Instead I called “Jack,” a computer programmer who lived in Chelsea. We met for a drink. The evening went well until Jack mentioned that he answered the personals every week. That bothered me a bit, but not too much. After all, I read the personals each week. Before placing my ad, I’d answered a few. (The result: one lukewarm date.)

What troubled me was Jack’s admission that he replied to twenty ads at once. “With my computer,” he boasted, “I can turn out hundreds of copies of the same letter.” (PCs had recently arrived on the scene.)

So much for Jack.

Allen’s letter had also arrived the first week. It was warm and funny: I am a college‑grad, which helps me a lot when I play Trivial Pursuit, and that’s about it…I’m well‑read, literate—I think I’m going to blush; no, I’m not. Loyal, brave, trustworthy….

“You’ve got to call this one,” Sara said. I agreed.

Allen’s picture showed him leaning against a door in his apartment, dressed in jeans, a white shirt, a vest and a fedora. I decided he had warm eyes.

Sara had a different take on Allen’s picture.

“He’s wearing a hat,” she said. “That means he’s bald.”

Allen's "Personals" picture

My roommate said–“He’s wearing a hat. That means he’s bald.”

I called Allen that night. After chatting for fifteen minutes, we arranged to meet for a drink that Sunday. I chose a restaurant across the street from my apartment. As Sara and I watched out a window, we’d see Allen arrive and size him up.

Sure enough, at 8:30 p.m., a man stopped in front of the restaurant. He looked around, shrugged, and began reading a book he drew out of the pocket of his blazer. He wasn’t wearing a hat.

“He has hair!” Sara exclaimed.

I hurried outside and across the street.

Allen gave me a not-so-subtle once over and pulled a long face. A test had taken place—and I’d failed. I later learned that it consisted of a single (and, Allen insisted, unconscious) comparison: Does she look like Leslie Caron in Gigi? Allen’s ideal woman was a dark-haired gamin-type. My red hair and freckles hadn’t made the grade.

I pulled my own long face in response. Allen was okay looking (his dark hair was starting to recede a bit) but he was no Michael Douglas. I almost ended the evening right then, but I was in a new “three dates and you’re out” mode. Still, seeing Allen’s downcast expression, the quiet, romantic restaurant I’d chosen seemed too quiet and too romantic. I suggested a noisier, brightly lit bar.

Once there, to my relieved surprise, we chatted easily for an hour. Then Allen abruptly pushed back his chair. “It’s late,” he said. “You probably want to go home and relax, since you have to work tomorrow.”

Uh-oh, my first impression had been right. I’d definitely never hear from this one again.

I walked Allen to the cross-town bus stop and wrote him off.

Two nights later, to my surprise, he called to ask for a second date. I figured he was also in a “three dates and you’re out” frame of mind. If he could give me another chance, I could do the same for him. We made plans for that Friday night—a movie in Greenwich Village.

While waiting for the film to begin, Allen mentioned that he answered the personals every single week. “I have a strategy,” he said, as I shot up straight in my chair, remembering Jack, the computer programmer. “I answer the ads I like the day they come out. Otherwise, the woman I’m writing to might be involved by the time she gets my letter. With my computer,” he added, “I can answer lots of letters each week.”

I leaned as far away from Allen as I could without falling over into the next seat.

Allen continued, oblivious to my sudden chill, “But I write variations on each letter—I respond to what each woman says in her ad. I like to have fun with my letters. And I’ve gone out with some really nice people through the ads. My last relationship with someone I met through the personals lasted six months.”

I moved back to the middle of my chair.

After the movie, we ate dessert at a nearby café. We talked for hours about art, politics, the theater, ourselves, our families. Allen liked to talk, but he also listened attentively. (And he never mentioned the word “turtle” once.)

We headed uptown at midnight. I worried that the subway would be deserted and creepy, so we walked to a nearby bus stop. The night had turned blustery. I shivered under my lightweight coat and wool dress.

“Let’s warm up over that subway grate,” I suggested. We hurried over to it. Ah, yes, mild air. That was better.

Allen later told me he thought there was something sensitive and sexy about my wanting us to warm up over the grate.

“That moment,” he said, “I knew you were down to earth and considerate, and I wanted to see you again.”

I didn’t take his point. The wind was frigid; subway grates are warm. What woman would have parked her date on the sidewalk while she unfroze her toes alone?

The bus arrived. By the end of that ride, Allen was begging me to go out with him again. That’s how I remember it.

“There will be a third date, won’t there?” he said. “Promise me we’ll get together again. Promise me before we reach your stop.”

I could get used to this, I thought, and agreed to a date the next week.

Allen recalls none of this. “I remember feeling good when you said you wanted to see me again,” he says now. “But I don’t remember begging.”

A few days later, we attended a poetry reading at the 92nd Street Y. Allen and I held hands, and barely listened to the performance. Out on the street afterward, we shared a passionate kiss.

Eight months later, Allen proposed.

A few years later..

Look–no turtles in this picture!

Six weeks after I’d placed my ad, one last letter arrived, from the owner of a small antiques store. This too, was a warm, intelligent letter. I almost called the writer—to tell him that he might have better luck if he answered the personals promptly each week, as Allen had.

Somehow, I never got around to it.


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New York Turtle & Tortoise Show 2012

Some pics of the turtles and people at the June 2, 2012 NY Turtle & Tortoise Society show.

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Snapper Takes a Tumble

Central Park snapping turtle doesn’t get its way.

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