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Turtles love me...

I have saved two turtles in two days. One I helped yesterday cross a "deadly" (for turtles that is) road by my house that has a pond on either side. That one was just a little baby one, no more than two - three inches long!

Then today, Brady runs in the house while I'm trying to finish getting ready for Shelby's 1 year doctor check up, and yells, "Mom, Mom...Skylar has a pond turtle in her mouth!" So I run outside, and sure enough, the dog has a full grown turtle in her mouth.

Ok.

So I start chasing the dog around the back yard, (yep, I know, I'm sure it looked hilarious), and I send Brady to find a bucket.

I finally pull the turtle out from the jaws of death, as it is pulled tight in to it's secure defense system, and Brady comes with a buck...nope, a teeny tiny sand pail.

So I "put" the turtle in the bucket, granted, he didn't fit. So I went and got a bigger bucket, packed all the kids in the truck, and off we went, with the turtle sitting nicely in Brady's lap...in the bucket, the big bucket.

We, I mean, I then got out at a nearby pond, Brady handed me the big bucket with the "still in Shell" turtle, and I, Turtle Goddess, realease the scared turtle back in to the wild.

Crickey.

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Ehlan said…
I'm sure the tutle says thank you. :)
June 16, 2009 at 8:55 PM
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