Yesterday we were all just kind of doing our own sunday morning thing when madison starts screeching :there’s a turtle in the pool”. Being the suburban victims that we are, any sign of wild life is a big event so we all rushed out to see. Of course, I snagged my camera on the way out. Yes, there was a turtle in the pool. I was concerned that we might find a half rotted carcass but I was happy to see that he was blissfully swimming in the chlorine infested waters. My intrepid husband dug the turtle out with the pool skimmer and we all oohed and ahhed at it’s cuteness. Tyler wanted to hold it, until it dug it’s claws into his hand. He promptly dropped poor Mr. Turtle on his head. Apparently suburban turtles are a pretty hardy breed because no real harm was done. After much debate (release vs keep as a pet) the adults won out and the family trekked out to the local retention pond for our own animal release program. I’m happy to report that we got Mr. Turtle off without a hitch. That’s if you don’t consider the eagle I saw eyeing us from his perch on a lamppost……..
Here are some pics of the daring rescue. Unfortunately my camera batter died before I could get any more