The property owner came over with a wheelbarrow, a big metal bucket and an iron rake. His intent was to rescue the turtle from the road, then transport it to another pond.
But first, some of the vegetation was raked off it's shell. ("What?? Don't like your back scratched??!!")
An attempt to flee the scene. (She, not me!)
The wheelbarrow was tipped onto it's side, the rake ready to guide the turtle inside. The snapper, naturally, did not like it.
It was a little daunting when it spun around and faced me, mouth open (mine wa agape, too!), ready for a chomp!
And it became more agitated, swinging it's head from side to side in a blur of motion.
Hissing and chomping, hissing and chomping.
Believe it or not, the man was successful in getting the turtle into the wheelbarrow.
It was then covered with the metal bucket so it couldn't see and to calm it down.
And it was wheeled over to another pond where it was released.
Had I not already had plans, I would have loved to tag along on that little adventure!
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