I love doing needlepoint turtles. I have a couple of finished ones, but I have to dig them out of the closet.
Earlier today, I found this little three-striped mud turtle in the middle of the street while driving in the rain by my house. I never would have even see him, but some nice lady was gawking over him and my curiosity got the better of me.
So I picked him up, and placed him on the sidewalk.
He hid in his shell, instead of thanking me.
Junior really ought to stay in the swamp marsh in the preserve area; I got to him less than a minute before the FedEx truck did.
Now he can maybe crawl his way back into the muddy water, where he belongs — there’s certainly plenty of it, around here, with all this rain we’ve had.
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