On the hot summer evening, around 6 o'clock, a big turtle was taking a walk.
When I ask the master, the name is "Pon-chan" of the kezumeriku turtle.
I'm just taking a walk from Tsukishima Sanchome towards Nishinaka Shopping Street.
I was cheerful alternately around the left foot of the right foot and left foot, and while looking closely at the front, I was walking on the sidewalk.
・・'- When asked how old you are,
He is 17 years old.
The turtle, who was small enough to be on the palm of her hand, grew little by little every year, and now it's so much. ・・・・
The master was speaking with squinted eyes.
・・It's like my child ...
The adults passing by
"Yeah,"
"Why, a turtle on Tsukishima ..."
The children go with "Pon-chan".
My husband,
"Pon-chan,"
"Yeah, I'm fine ..."
The children were given a ride on "Pon-chan"
I'm sorry.
I try to take a picture of the turtle's walking figure on my mobile phone, but walking is faster than I thought.
When you set up forward and pointed your cell phone, it was up soon, and then rushed forward,
After all, I couldn't get the turtle's smile.
Then a little later, "Pon-chan,"
I was watched by the gentle gaze of the Shimomachi Tsukishima, turned around the alley, and headed home.
"Pon-chan" is always fine.
