Mar agitado.

Rough sea today with very cold North wind. The tortoise (as yet unnamed) doesn't like the cold and has burrowed into a pile of leaves under a bush, only emerging briefly when the sun is over the yard arm perimeter wall and it (sex as yet unidentified) can graze the lawn in the warmth. It also is not keen on water - yesterday I poured a jugful over the poor creature to rinse the shell after Buster peed on it.