True about the white-water anything. About that turtle. This was back in the early 1950s when radios were fairly large because of the tubes. This radio also had a cardboard back that was a bit loose.
We also had a cat at the time so we kept the turtle's bowl in a birdcage and, when the cat was outside, let Happy Life roam around on the kitchen counter. When we couldn't find him after one such excursion, we assumed the cat had got him.
Dad took a look at the radio when it started making scratching noises.
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I have NEVER cared for hot dogs.