A Visitor

So last week Mark sent me a photo of what he found under our bushes on the west side of our house. I could not for the life of me figure our what it was...although to my benefit, it was the tail sticking out from the branches of the bushes, so you couldn't really tell what it was anyway... A snapping turtle came for a visit but I think it had to be a male turtle because he was lost. Being a male, he didn't ask for directions and he thought our bushes was his hotel for the night. He wasn't happy we were evicting him from his "room" as you can tell by the photo of him with his mouth open. He also didn't seem thrilled with the mode of transportation we were using to help him on his detour either...the snow shovel. He tried to bite it numerous times as we were gingerly trying to get him to stay on his "taxi". Ha Ha! Well, his taxi driver, Mark, took him to the closest spot available close to the creek behind our house...the timber and put him back into the wild with the "map of the land" in front of him...the water was right in front of him...he just had to go down the embankment to get to it...Mark helped him with that too. I don't think we will be earning 5 stars for our hospitality from Mr Turtle either. I'm pretty sure he didn't like the camera lens in his face or his mode of transportation or the fact we wouldn't leave him undisturbed in the bushes. Oh, well, I don't think he would pay his bill upon leaving and more than likely, he would have vacated in the middle of the night, but we'll never know...Just call us the evictors!!!! Until later...