I don't. But I do keep it handy. Because you never know when you'll look out your back door and see this...
It's a turtle. But it is not just your plain old everyday box turtle. It is a painted turtle. They're the kind that live in water. Since I no longer have a pond, I was quite surprised. The girls were both intrigued.Apparently, when there are long periods of rain, like we've recently endured, and ponds/streams/creeks are unusually high, these turtles seek out dry land for a while. REALLY dry land, I guess.
I got a kick out of watching them examine this turtle, so I just had to take pics to share.
Belle decided to "talk" to the turtle, too. She's cute as a button, but remember, she's a killer. So I didn't leave the turtle at her mercy for long.Instead, I plopped it in a box and sat it on the kitchen counter until I could set it free in a more appropriate spot. Like, somewhere near water.
The turtle doesn't look too thrilled. Better than being ripped apart by my cute little princess, though!I'm sure the turtle was smiling when I pushed it gently to freedom through the fence of the storm water management pond across the street from my house...
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