
This year has been extraordinary for crawly things in the yard.
On the highway the terripins have been so populated, it is difficult not to hit one.
I have a huge ceeramic turtle in my flower garden that is very old; it was my mother's. The terripins are interested in it and generally crawl slowly by it. Well, while they crawl slowly by; Maggie goes nuts.
The other day there was one on the other side of the yard. I saw her "playing" with it with her paw like a cat would do. I yelled at Fran and he rescued the poor little thing.
I have never seen such a year. Well, yesterday I was about to take Maggie outside and there was a huge snapping turtle. Maggie lunged at it. It was all I could do to get her back to the house. That turtle would have really hurt Maggie. I wanted Fran to kill it. I love turtle, but Fran said, "no I can't kill a turtle." Ok, dear man. The turtle changed directions so all was well.
Poor Maggie, all she wanted was something new to play with.
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