Once at the little blue house, we had this tortoise problem. Or maybe it was just a big turtle. Whatever it was, it was sure BIG.
I found out about it when the dogs started barking frantically.
A Huge Turtle In The Yard:
When I saw what they were barking at, my first thought was: How did that huge thing get in the fenced yard? And immediately after that: How am I going to get it out of the fenced yard?
Abi and Charlie had certainly never seen anything remotely like this beast before. I wonder what they thought it was?
They wanted to GET it. I was beside myself. They wouldn’t leave it alone. And they wouldn’t come inside.
Finally I guess they got hungry or something and they came inside.
But the next time they went out, they immediately went right to it again. I felt sorry for the poor thing.
How Was I Going To Get That Turtle Out?
Oh, they thought they were really scary, barking and growling at that poor thing. It would go up the fence one way, turn around when it got to the corner, and then head in the other direction.
This went on for days. I couldn’t figure out what on earth to do. If I got up the nerve to pick it up (and I don’t have anywhere near that much nerve), they would jump up on me and probably knock us both down. Me and the turtle.
Finally No Barking:
Finally, a few days later, I heard no barking. I went out and looked around. I guess it got out wherever it first got in.
But I was just so relieved it was gone! And safe from the pupsters. Doubt they could have hurt it. But they sure could have worried it half to death.
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