The Animal House
July 28, 2006
It seems we are now known as the animal house. I guess I can see why… in the past year we’ve had two dogs, a cat, a hedgehog, five baby rabbits, a gold fish, a group of sea monkeys, and now a turtle. Mind you, the rabits, fish, and sea monkeys all died under our care… Still, we’ve become the animal sanctuary for the neighborhood.
My mother went out with the dogs early this morning after a heavy downpour. She rounded the corner of our block and found a rather large turtle laying in the grass. No one in our neighborhood has a turtle. A few minutes later, I woke up with the slow moving creature feet away from my face.
For a large part of the day, we kept the turtle on the porch, hoping he would warm up. Noticing the webbed feet, I put him in the bathtub in a few milimeters of water. Later we moved him outside and asked if anyone knew him. The turtle decided to escape, running down the sidewalk. By running, I mean crawling at a good 100 ft/hr. By escape, I mean go towards the end of the sidewalk and then turn back.
We eventually got a hold of a neighbor who fishes quite often and asked him to take a look. As it turns out, we found a large snapping turtle. Lovely. It does, however, tell us that the creature comes from the wild, as no one would own (let alone sell) a snapping turtle. Interestingly enough, there aren’t bodies of water nearby. It’s possible the little guy somehow got into the sewer system and finally got out when the waterlevel rose. We’ll take him to the river tommarrow and let him go. In the meantime, he’s staying in our bathtub… far far away from my fingers.