Remember when a box turtle showed up on our family room floor last summer? Well, another one came to visit.
This time a realtor who was pounding a sign into a neighboring yard rang our door bell and said, “I think your pet turtle is trying to cross the street.” Well, we don’t have a pet turtle, but we went out to see, and sure enough a turtle was making his way out of our yard and across the street.
This time we found a male ornate box turtle because he has bright orange eyes and red scales on his front legs. Again we kept him inside for a day to watch him eat slugs and crawl around our floor, and then let him go to hibernate in peace. (The slugs were caught outside by the kids, not found while crawling around on our floor just in case you were wondering.) This time we put him right back where he (probably) came from– our back yard. He went under a big spruce tree and dug himself a hole.
Ellie was beside herself. She just didn’t know what to do or think. She really, really wanted to pick up that shell and run away with it, but used all of her will power to mind her manners.
(turtle photos by Barry)