The other night we went on a walk after it rained. It was so beautiful out- no humidity and not too hot. Ri needed some fresh air after being cooped up in the house since having her tonsils removed.
When we go for ‘walks’ this usually entail Jack zooming around on his bike and Ri putzing behind on her tricycle. (hence the ‘turtle’ and the ‘hare’).
This particular evening Jack was way ahead of us and stopped in front of our neighbors house (they live in FL and keep this house for some odd reason so it is mostly unoccupied) and noticed a box turtle (i think) walking on their driveway.
Of course we stopped and checked it out. And of course when we got too close he immediately hid in his shell. The kids thought Mr. Turtle was really cool and wanted to bring him home. Not wanting to take care of another pet I told the kids they could bring him home if they let him go in our yard.
Jack did not want to carry him home so they put him in the back of Ri’s bike and off they went.
After oooing and aahhing over him for a bit Jack put him in the backyard w/ the hopes of containing him w/in the fence area for the night.
Well- it wasn’t meant to be b/c by the time the kids bathed and got ready for bed Mr. T was looongg gone.
Until next time….
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