Stretchy

Today, against all better judgement, we brought home a pet we found in the woods. Stretchy The Turtle.

We found him in Minuteman National Park, on a dirt road, covered in dust and looking all dried out. His shell is only about an inch long, so he's a tiny little thing. Lee was immediately taken with him, and since I had just forced her to release a cricket back to the wild, she saw another chance to bring home a souvenir of our walk.

"Please, Mommy. We'll take good care of him."

Well, he does seem sick, I thought to myself. He's so lethargic and is barely moving.

Ruth, he's a TURTLE! yelled the other side of me. They are, almost by definition, lethargic.

He'll probably die anyway. Bring him home and you can always release him later. And the kids will have so much fun, I said to myself.

You know who won that debate. So here we are with a turtle splashing around in some water in a loaf pan. He's very lively now and seems perfectly well. I had no idea turtles could move that fast. So we may have a planned release coming up later today.