I have been out in the country for a few days, due to the ceiling falling in in the kitchen at my wife's weekend get away place.
We headed back today and came upon what I first thought to be an Armadillo dragging a barn cat across the rood real slow like. When I got closer I discovered that it was instead a Turtle, about 16" across his shell, with feet like gator toes and a tail that was about a foot long and looked like it could break the legs of small mammels with a swish.
I stopped the car to look at it and decided that he was so big that a car hitting him could easily be flipped. So I decided to get him off the road. This was my first mistake. I got behind this humongous turtle and pushed him toward the roadside with my foot. At the touch, he jumped 6" off the pavement, turned on my foot and almost got my toe.
Here is where I discovered that I have happened on an Old and quite crotchety Snapping Turtle. :love:
So I try again, and again he leaps and turns on me, with me barely able to retract my foot before it is clamped in a jaw that measures a good 4" across. Oh, here is an idea, I have been walking with a cane for a while now, and I decided to use my cane. When Snappy saw the cane close to him, he immediately attacked it, got the crook of the cane in his mouth and proceded to yank it from my grasp, where I was left holding only the rubber tip that came off in the strugle.
So I says to myself, I gotta win here, my wife and kids are watching (or were they laughing, it sounded like laughing :angry: ). Well I managed to get the bend of my cane away from Snappy and used it to flip that heavy SOB on his back, and boy was he mad. Did I mention he had claws about 3" across and long sharp nails at the ends of his toes? :0
So I get in front of him and offer the cane, he did not hesitate to chomp down, this was good, so I drag him by the mouth to the side of the road and then when he let go of the cane, I flipped him back over on his huge, and quite deadly looking feet. He just sat there looking at me as I got in the car and drove away. I have never been so glad to see a turtle in my rearview mirror in my life. So why did I so much want to go back, get him in a dog carrier and bring him home to keep as a pet ???
By the way, this sounds a lot simpler than it actually was, the whole ordeal took over 20 minites and made my daughter late for Gymnastics, owing mostly to the fact that this guy scared hell right outta me, and I... sortof...uh...proceeded with caution.
If my wife says I kept running from him and squeeling like a Girl, she lies!!! :lookup:
We headed back today and came upon what I first thought to be an Armadillo dragging a barn cat across the rood real slow like. When I got closer I discovered that it was instead a Turtle, about 16" across his shell, with feet like gator toes and a tail that was about a foot long and looked like it could break the legs of small mammels with a swish.
I stopped the car to look at it and decided that he was so big that a car hitting him could easily be flipped. So I decided to get him off the road. This was my first mistake. I got behind this humongous turtle and pushed him toward the roadside with my foot. At the touch, he jumped 6" off the pavement, turned on my foot and almost got my toe.
Here is where I discovered that I have happened on an Old and quite crotchety Snapping Turtle. :love:
So I try again, and again he leaps and turns on me, with me barely able to retract my foot before it is clamped in a jaw that measures a good 4" across. Oh, here is an idea, I have been walking with a cane for a while now, and I decided to use my cane. When Snappy saw the cane close to him, he immediately attacked it, got the crook of the cane in his mouth and proceded to yank it from my grasp, where I was left holding only the rubber tip that came off in the strugle.
So I says to myself, I gotta win here, my wife and kids are watching (or were they laughing, it sounded like laughing :angry: ). Well I managed to get the bend of my cane away from Snappy and used it to flip that heavy SOB on his back, and boy was he mad. Did I mention he had claws about 3" across and long sharp nails at the ends of his toes? :0
So I get in front of him and offer the cane, he did not hesitate to chomp down, this was good, so I drag him by the mouth to the side of the road and then when he let go of the cane, I flipped him back over on his huge, and quite deadly looking feet. He just sat there looking at me as I got in the car and drove away. I have never been so glad to see a turtle in my rearview mirror in my life. So why did I so much want to go back, get him in a dog carrier and bring him home to keep as a pet ???

By the way, this sounds a lot simpler than it actually was, the whole ordeal took over 20 minites and made my daughter late for Gymnastics, owing mostly to the fact that this guy scared hell right outta me, and I... sortof...uh...proceeded with caution.
If my wife says I kept running from him and squeeling like a Girl, she lies!!! :lookup: