The Backyard Visitor

First came barking, then came shouting, followed by squealing and lots of giggling, all for one very small, unassuming turtle who was caught somewhere between confusion and fear!

Hunter was ecstatic to find this confused little creature hiding in his backyard. He looked at me and said, "Mommom, I have a turtle. I never had a turtle before! Let's feed him"

Unsure of what turtles actually eat, we decided on carrots - he clearly was too distraught to even think of food!

Hannah was speechless; all she could do was squeal and giggle.

Petey wanted desperately to get close and show dominance only to chicken out each time.

The poor turtle, which Hunter affectionately named Peepaw, couldn't figure out which way to go. Within thirty minutes of his mysterious appearance, the turtle made his way to the corner of the fence and crawled under in search of safety. Since the yard he chose is home to two, large German shepherds, I'm pretty sure he didn't stick around there for very long either.

Hunter was sad to see him go. However, he had a solution, "Mommom, let's tell dad to go get a new one at the pet store!" Let's just say we still don't have a replacement turtle!