InsaneJournal

Current mood:	happy
Current music:	The Turtles- Happy Together

Shopping for a Turtle
Q sauntered down the high street, hands in his pockets, whistling the whistling bit from Dock of a Bay. He’d made a good start on the spa grounds, trimming all the hedges (with a little help from his wand) and mowing the lawns. He hadn’t been able to magic that done and it had taken him the better part of two days to finish. He still had the flower beds to weed and the crysanths to deadhead, but he could start on that this afternoon. Grounds keeping was a never-ending job and he’d probably have to give the lawns another cut next week. But for now, Q was satisfied and was going to reward himself by getting his turtle. His nose itched and he rubbed it gently. He’d gotten sunburnt and his nose was peeling magnificently. He hadn’t spent any time out of doors before (and certainly not for the last sixteen years!) and he’d quite forgotten about sun burn. There had been a battered hat in the tool shed that he’d scourgified and appropriated for his own. Merlin knew how long it had been there. It occupied a place of honour on the piano now so he wouldn’t forget to wear it when he was working. “Just sittin’ on the dock of a bay, wastin’ time,” he sang softly to himself and he neared the pet shop. Q grinned. He supposed this would be considered wasting time by some but, oddly enough, he was really looking forward to this. He shook his head at his feelings. Silly to get so worked up over a turtle, but he’d never had a pet and he was quite pleased at the thought. A bit nervous too, in case he wasn’t any good at taking care of turtles. Still, it wasn’t like he was getting a hippogriff or anything. A turtle should be fairly easy to take care of. Q stopped outside the pet shop and looked in the window. He saw an iguana, some sort of lizard and a large snake, a python of some sort he thought, quickly looking away. He couldn’t stand the idea of snakes anymore. He didn’t see any turtles though. “Probably not exotic enough to attract customers,” he told himself, wondering if they’d even have some. He didn’t have a phone in his cottage and he made a mental note to ask Ianto about how to get one hooked up. Taking a deep breath, he pushed open the door and went inside.