by
l.s.r., aka “katie”
Hibernation
– In
a
REFRIGERATOR?
The first
time I heard about refrigerator hibernation, I almost fell
out of my chair laughing at the sheer hilarity of the idea.
Turtles in the refrigerator?? My imagination turned to all
kinds of scenarios: triangle-shaped bite marks in my
vegetables, claw marks in my peanut butter, and finding
little brown pellets behind the bologna. Plus the reaction
of my reptile-phobic friend as she reaches in for a soda
only to find a turtle looking up at her – come to think of
it, that alone would probably be worth it.
Fast
forward about ten years, and my 3 year old juveniles (Dinkey,
Plato, and Beaky) and rescue ornate (Turbo) are slugging
through yet another winter. I kept full-spectrum and
basking lights on them. I kept them warm, humid, and
hydrated. I gave them the tastiest foods. Did they eat?
Not often enough, and certainly not enthusiastically. One
would stop eating altogether and glare at me resentfully as
I hovered around the tank. That one would start nibbling
again, and another would go on a hunger strike, keeping
buried and not moving. The four of them practiced rotating
anorexia, driving me crazy. Their little instincts were
telling them to sleep, and this aggravating human kept
bothering them with food and bright lights. I figured it
was time to do a little more research on hibernation.
Research
There are
many opinions concerning the effects of hibernating or not
hibernating. Some say hibernation is essential to the
turtles’ health, longevity, and fertility. Some say it
doesn’t matter. I don’t claim to know myself. My only
concern was that I would hurt them by my ignorance, so I
researched the topic for many weeks. I decided against
outdoor hibernation because there were so many factors I
could not control – varying or extreme temperatures,
moisture or lack thereof, plus the fact that our outdoor
enclosure is a raised turtle table, limiting the depth that
they could bury themselves. I could have enclosed a section
of ground in the backyard for the turtles to dig down into,
but we put so much fire ant poison, fertilizer, and weed
killer in the yard that past year that I was worried about
the toxic effects all those chemicals would have on the
turtles.
I went to
the internet, specifically to the Kingsnake box turtle forum
(www.kingsnake.com) and Austin’s Turtle Page forums (www.turtleforum.com).
Paul, Nathan, and Tess were especially helpful at Kingsnake,
although I was scolded by another forum member there for
considering the refrigerator method of hibernation. At
Austin’s Turtle Page, Dawn and Jan O. are the resident
fridge hibernation experts, and they and others were patient
and instructive to this anxious, worried turtle parent. The
ATP forum is friendly, helpful, and fun anyway – I try to
visit at least once a day. They have a multitude of herp
and other pet forums, and welcome new members. No flaming
or abuse is allowed, and it is very family-friendly. I get
a lot of good information and support from them.
Equipment
and
Accessories
My husband
put his foot down about hibernating turtles in our food
refrigerator, so I bought a small dorm-type fridge. I also
got a digital indoor – outdoor thermometer with an extra
sensor attached to a wire so I could see the temps at two
different areas of the fridge. About 4 weeks before I put
the turtles in, I turned on the fridge and started
monitoring the temps on the top and bottom areas. The ideal
hibernation temps are between 40 and 45 degrees Fahrenheit.
This particular refrigerator was on the cold side, so I had
to keep turning the knob toward the warmer settings until
both temps stabilized in the hibernation - friendly zone.
Once I got
the temps in the refrigerator stabilized, I started on the
hibernation boxes. I went to the dollar store and bought
four plastic shoebox-sized storage bins and drilled many
holes in the tops. I filled them almost to the top with a
mixture of peat moss and cypress mulch and misted the
substrate thoroughly with water. One thing that was
emphasized in my research was the importance of moisture in
the substrate. It should be damp, but not so damp that you
can squeeze drops of water out.
The last
thing in the setup was to establish an air supply. Most
people on the forums don’t have an air supply and merely
open the door once a day, but with the unpredictable hours I
work, I didn’t want to take the chance of forgetting to open
the door. I got an inexpensive air pump, some tubing, and a
clean glass jar with a lid. I drilled two holes about two
inches away from each other in the jar lid. I put the tube
attached to the air pump through one of the holes to the
bottom of the jar. I took another length of tubing and put
it through the other hole, but left the end of the tube near
the top of the jar. The other end of that tube went into
the top of the refrigerator between the rubber door seal and
the body of the refrigerator. I glued the area around the
two tubes on top of the jar lid so the tubes would stay in
place and the jar would be airtight. After the glue dried, I
filled the jar about 2/3 full of water and turned the air
pump on. The supply air bubbled up through the water. The
moistened air then traveled through the other air tube into
the refrigerator. This way, the supply air would not dry
the turtles out. I also placed a short exhaust tube at the
bottom of the door. I had to do a little more twiddling
with the temperature with the boxes in the fridge and the
air supply coming in from the top, but the temps soon
steadied.
The
Stars
of
the
Show
Now, for
the most important part – the turtles themselves! It’s a
good idea to get them examined by a vet and get a parasite
check before hibernation. If the turtle is sick or weak or
in any way not in top shape DO NOT HIBERNATE THEM! Better
to keep them awake all winter than to risk their health if
they are weak or sick. Take them to the vet a couple of
months before putting them in hibernation so if the turtle
is infested or ill the treatment will have time to work.
And one can’t just pluck them out of their enclosures, plop
them in the fridge and slam the door shut - they must be
cooled down first. A little less than a month before I
hibernated them, I stopped feeding them. Their appetite
slows down in the fall or when it starts getting cool,
anyway. If they have food in their bodies when they
hibernate, it could rot and make them sick, so I had to be
sure they were empty from mouth to cochlea. Soaking in
tepid water during this non-feeding time is very important
to empty out their little digestive tracts, and I soaked my
guys every day. I kept them outside during this time when
the weather started to cool – around November. I piled lots
of leaves in their enclosure for the nights it dipped below
50ْ
Fahrenheit. After about three weeks of soaking,
cooling, and not eating, my group was ready for the fridge.
I gave
them one last long soak (in cool water this time), dried
them off, and recorded each one’s beginning weight and the
date in a notebook. After misting the substrate once more,
I dug a little clear spot in each box and placed them in.
They immediately wanted to escape, so I had to put rubber
bands around the lids. I have to admit it was a little
traumatic for me to be forcing them down into coffin-like
boxes, but I took a deep breath, shook the feeling off, and
slid the boxes into the fridge.
Hibernation
Environment
The main
body of my digital thermometer was on the top shelf above
the boxes closest to the freezer. As I had mentioned
before, this thermometer had a wire with a probe on the end
so I could slide the switch and measure the temperature in
another place – I put that one in the substrate of the
lowest turtle box. That way, I could check the two extremes
of the fridge area at one time. Of course, the temperature
next to the freezer always read a few degrees colder than
the one buried in the substrate, but that was all right as
long as the two temperatures remained between 40 to 45
degrees Fahrenheit. One person on the forum rotated the
boxes when she took them out to soak and check on them – I
thought that was a great idea, so I started rotating my
boxes between the upper and lower shelves every time,
also.. I also placed a humidity gauge on the door shelves,
but I suspect it wasn’t working correctly because it always
told me it was very dry. With all that humid air being
pumped in, I would think that it would tell me there was a
rain forest, albeit a cold one, right there in my fridge.
Checking
In
Now, I
really only had to take them out, soak them, and weigh them
about once a month after that, but I was so fearful that I
was taking them out every week, soaking them in cool water
for about 45 minutes, weighing them, and misting their
substrates. That’s probably way too often. After I checked
all four’s breathing (hoping they would all be too sleepy to
take a nip out of my ear) and verifying that their eyes were
bright and clear each time, I realized they were doing fine
and I was not killing them, I started taking them out every
two weeks. Each time after they had soaked, I wrapped them
loosely in a towel to blot the excess water. I then weighed
them and recorded their weights. Their weights never went
down and some even gained weight because of the soakings.
If one or more of them were to lose more than 10 percent of
their starting weight, I would have to warm them up
gradually and try to get them to eat again. If they still
acted sick or refused food for more than 2 weeks, I would
have to take them to the vet. Fortunately, I didn’t have to
do any of that.
How
Long
a
Sleep?
When I put
them into hibernation, it was the middle of November. After
doing some repairs and upkeep on their outside enclosures
and carefully watching the forecast on the Weather Channel,
I decided that March 19 was the day I would bring them
outside again. I probably should have taken them out sooner
when the outside temperatures were in the 60’s to warm them
up gradually, but I was afraid that they would catch a
respiratory infection in their weakened post-hibernation
state. Outside temps were going to be in the mid to upper
40’s at night and in the mid 70’s during the day with
practically no more chance of frost. Their enclosures get
the morning sun and afternoon shade, so they wouldn’t be
exposed to very hot temperatures all at once. I gave them
one last long soak and placed each one in their outside
enclosure Friday night. I figured they could sleep the
night and wake up to daylight on the first day of spring on
March 20.
Setbacks
Dinkey and
Beaky started walking around slowly with dazed expressions
on their faces. Plato and Turbo burrowed down into their
substrate almost immediately. When I checked on them the
next day, Dinkey and Beaky were in the same positions as
they had settled down into the night before. All the
turtles remained motionless for a day. I was getting
worried about them – were they supposed to be this groggy
even though the daytime temperatures were in the 70’s?
To add to
my worries, Mother Nature threw me a curve. Suddenly, there
was a forecast of cold temperatures Sunday night and a
freeze warning, of all things, for Monday night. Sunday
afternoon found me rummaging around for 4 separate plastic
containers and leaping up to grab Spanish moss out of the
trees for the turtles to burrow in. After I carried the
confused critters back inside, they got another soak and
seemed happy to snuggle down into the moss. Beaky’s
breathing seemed a bit wet, so I put a heating pad under his
tub. I misted the moss thoroughly and poured water into the
bottom of the containers. That made my entire house smell
like, well, wet musty moss, but at least my guys were
comfortable. Other than soaking, I pretty much left them
alone until Tuesday – I didn’t want to stress them out with
any more activity. Tuesday, I soaked them in warm water
which they all seemed to love, especially Plato, who fell
asleep with his little head under water. After soaking,
each one went out in the sunroom with a plate of veggie mush
mixed with reptamin, calcium, and vitamins. I didn’t expect
them to eat, but I thought I’d try introducing food just in
case.
Coming back to life
I was
emptying the bowls when I happened to glance out to the
sunroom and lo and behold, good ol’ Plato had bellied up to
the plate and was munching away! None of the others ate,
but they looked more alert than they had been. Beaky’s
breathing seemed less noisy, also. The next day, Turbo took
a few tentative nips of the veggie mush. Friday, I got some
night crawlers to tempt them. Turbo and Plato each ate one
and Beaky finally slurped down a couple. I put one in front
of Dinkey and poked it to make it wiggle. Dinkey looked off
into space as if contemplating the mysteries of life. After
further fruitless urging, I gave up and went inside. When I
looked out the kitchen window later, Dinkey had apparently
solved life’s mysteries and was tearing into the worm. They
have since eaten well – I think Beaky ate his weight in
crickets Sunday.
Now, with
all of them eating, I could finally relax with the knowledge
that I didn’t hurt my turtles and might have even done them
some good. They still regard me as
She-who-wakes-us-up-to-plunge-us-into-water, and eye me
suspiciously when I approach. Hopefully as the weather gets
warmer, they will remember me as
She-who-carries-food-in-her-front-legs, and again look
forward to my visits. |