Masha du Toit

Hmm. My hands smell of turtle food. 
This time the aquarists got the recipe right: the food floated which makes it MUCH easier to feed the babies because you don’t have to hold every single little bit for them to eat. And it wasn’t so tough that they had to wrench at it and struggle to bite through each piece.

It’s too cute. If you try to feed one that’s had enough to eat, it does this little “nope!” gesture,  pushing at your fingers with both it’s flippers and turning it’s head away.

This is Otto. He is huge. He weights about 76kg. When you tap on that little porthole, he comes and checks you out, blocking it with his great big beak.  I tried taking a pic of that but it didn’t come out.

Most of the baby turtles that were brought in to the aquarium are doing very well.  On Thursday, a number of them will be flown up to be released on the East Coast, where they are originally from.  Not sure if this little guy will go, he’s still in quarantine, but going strong and eating well.

It’s easy to forget that animals like turtles are individual beings with their own quirks and peculiarities.  For example, unlike most of the other turtles in rehab, this little guy, in quarantine tank A8, refuses to eat.

I spent extra long with him today, trying to persuade him to eat but in the end it was clearly just stressing him out too much. I’m not sure how much longer he will live if he doesn’t take in any food, but if he refuses to eat there’s little we can do.

This is Bob. He was found injured and with a belly full of plastic and balloons. It’s a dramatic story, and you can read about it here, ( it has a happy ending!)

I saw Bob the green turtle just the other day, in a bin on the aquarium roof. This is a picture I took of him. He’s improved so much since he was found .  Lovely creature.

Meet “M” and “N”. They are inside, in one of the many quarantine tanks where the weaker turtles are being kept for observation.
See that little triangular bit taken out of the food I’m holding? That’s the profile of their little mouths. N, in particular, made valiant attempts at clipping pieces out of my hand. Luckily his jaws are not nearly strong enough!

I now have a sore back from crouching over tanks all day long, persuading baby turtles to eat.  Most of them did, but some of the wilder ones that have recently arrived were not interested.

Today, volunteer duty at the Two Oceans was unusually interesting: weighing and feeding just under 200 baby turtles.

These little guys were washed up on our Cape Town beaches, far from the warm Indian Ocean currents where they belong. They are all starving, suffering from hypothermia and dehydration and various other ailments as a result of their traumatic experience.

If they survive and grow big and strong they’ll be taken back up to their home waters and released. But first they must put on some weight!

Here are some more pictures of the baby turtles.  Apparently, although there are little ones found on our beaches every year, there’s never been so many as there are this year. Already nearly 200 and still more expected.  
These ones are teeny tiny, and can fit in the palm of your hand. 
They are numbered so that we can keep track of how they are doing. Every day, they get weighed, and the ones that are not doing so well are moved in to their own little quarantine tank.  The rest get to hang out together in bigger tanks.

Today there was one that died, poor little guy, and one that’s refused to eat for two days now. The others are gulping their food down like real little troupers.  In fact, you have to watch it or they will nip at your fingers!

This is what we feed them. Doesn’t it look good? 🙂  A pureed mix of clam, pilchard, and other seafood, set in gelatin.  Has quite a niff to it, but the babies love it.