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Originally Posted by hankster
My apartment building is right on the edge of a river. One night some years ago, there was a pretty big storm. The next morning, I'm driving out of the complex, and I see what appears to be a big black plastic garbage bag being blown across the road by the wind. I looked again - it was a big ol' grandaddy turtle or tortoise or I don't know what! A neighbor was walking nearby, I don't know if he helped it find its way back to the river, but that thing was at least 2 feet across! Wow.
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I always carry black plastic poop bags (app. the size of a brown paper lunchbag) when I walk my dog. We live less than a quarter of a mile from a small bayou.
One afternoon I walked my dog down our driveway and there was the most beautiful turtle in the street. All I could think to do to get it out of harm's way was to catch it in a poop bag - otherwise I was afraid it might bite me.
I caught it and knew I'd release it in the bayou but first I needed to walk my dog so I walked back up the driveway and left the bagged turtle (with several small holes in the bag so it could breathe) next to the back door until I could get back.
When my dog and I were maybe 4-5 houses down the street (on our way back home), I could see the plastic poop bag making its way down our driveway. The turtle's head was sticking out of one of the holes and it was quite briskly moving right along with the rest of its body still in the bag.
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