So, in the middle of a crazy normal week here, *skip* announces as I am putting on my shoes this morning…. there’s a turtle in the backyard.
Oh, hang on. There’s a turtle trundling earnestly across the backyard.
We have NO idea where he came from, but he was heading towards our neighbour’s place. They have a couple of annoying terrier type dogs who would have thought he was a wonderful toy, so we sidetracked him. Actually, we turtle-napped him for the day. We first wanted to find out if one of the other neighbours had lost him in the storm last night. Failing that, *skip* rang the local vet. No lost turtles.
We kept him in a basin with some water for the day, and in the evening, let him out for a walk on the lawn. He got quite tame by the end, wasn’t scared of us at all.
It turns out that these clever, long-lived creatures ocassionally just go walk-about on their own. Looking for a new pond, a new hip happening scene. Sadly many of them fall victim to cars on their journey, so we decided to turn my car into a turtle taxi and deliver him safely to the local wetland. Lots of fish and ducks and reeds for him to flollop around in.
We’re going to miss that cheeky guy though 😉