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Location: North Jersey USA
Joined: Mar 2014
Posts: 974
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Truth is Stranger Than Fiction
Among my hundreds of other concrete things to worry about. Including guilt at how many birds my cats take out. So to atone for the cats several times a week there are bird seed bags at work that are unsellable. I feed the birds for miles around in the vacant lot next to the store.
But today takes the cake...driving home through a mini mall and a group of young men gathered around something in the road. I couldn't tell what it was so I swung back around. A dog or cat in a blanket? No It was a tortoise, a snapping tortoise, about 2 feet long.
The kids left, animal control hadn't arrived. Okay so I look at this miserable creature. If I leave you here you will get squashed by traffic. Here we go, I'm sending you back to the river bank you came from, maybe twenty feet away.
First rule I've learned in moving reptiles. Use a shovel or net. Fortunately I had a large piece of plywood. It was scary...but I could talk to it and say my dogs are a hell of a lot bigger than you'll ever be. You're going back to the river! Success, he slunk down the river bank and I ran it the closest store to sterilize my hands.