Not books this time - babies! Today we (the library) exchanged our bigger red-eared sliders, who were outgrowing the tank anyway, for some of the babies that were being sold illegally here last month.
We kept our peninsular cooter, because he has never been terribly aggressive - and because I am rather attached to him. If necessary, he can move to another tank, but so far things are going well.
In fact, when he took off for some air, this baby followed and tried to bite HIM! If I could tell them apart, I'd probably name this one Napoleon. Or Chihuahua.
I exect to spend the rest of the day checking on them every ten minutes. If you live in the area, come by and say hello - and see how many you can spot! It's our own little built-in "Where's Waldo?"