Tallulah, world.
"Don't hate me because I'm beautiful Dahling"
What started out to be a hum drum, crazy, running around, last day of school, Friday madness morning suddenly took a crazy curve at around 10 AM when in between renewing the Green Machine's registration and shopping for chocolate cake mix, I decided that I needed a quick trip home because of the ultimate bladder buster that middle aged peep's like myself have been known for.
As I pulled into our driveway on two wheels {bladder busters demand speed}, I glanced over to where our overloaded trash cans stand proud and saw something moving.
All I could think of was..
"Leftover turkey bones...Those damn cats!".
But then I saw her..in all her turtely shell glory...
Tallulah.
So..I ran as quick as I could inside to grab the camera. I got myself back outside and found her walking across our street and into the neighbors yard.
I got close enough, introduced myself and asked for a few quick snaps.
This is what I got...if you look from one picture to the next, I swear you can clearly see her telling me "Umm....NO!"
And, here you can see her trying to get away.
She must know my kids..I get the same reaction from them.
"I'm outta here"
But then it occurred to me...OMG..Tallulah, God's beautiful creature with the gator bite taken out of her sparkly shell could become road kill if left to roam on our street..which is normally pretty quiet during the day but since it connects one main road to another, it can become a racetrack shortcut at times.
So..I followed her.
I found her trying her best to blend in with the weeds..which grow right where the trash cans are.
"Geez lady..leave me alone, will ya, can't you see I'm hiding from you?"
For 20 minutes or so I begged and pleaded with her to move on to a safe spot.
I nudged her a little but she wouldn't budge.
So, I did the only thing I could possibly do at the time because there was no one, absolutely no male member of the "K" family around to do this for me..
I picked her up and carried her to the safety of our fenced, grassy yard.
It was like carrying a freakin' rock I tell ya.
They are alot heavier then you would think.
And, I think, as some sort of thanks...she posed for one shot.
"Hello....they call me Tallulah"
"Now...get lady, go, leave me be, find someone else to bother"
And with that, I left her alone to find her way.
And then I found my way....to forefill my bladder bustin' needs!! :0)
Have a beautiful weekend everyone!!!!
Love, Kim
3 comments:
Awwwwe, Kim....the gator bite out of her shell made me so sad. I'd never seen (or thought of!) that. I had to LOL that you are apparently a bit freeked out about picking up a turtle (since the guys weren't around). It all made me smile, though, because up until two years ago we lived "out in the country" (even though we're still rural) and we had painted turtles that would lay their eggs on our bank. Oh, and one mean looking snapping turtle. We would let her do her thing, but the painted turtles, when the babies hatched we sometimes "helped" them make it back to the pond. They were sooo tiny...their shells were about the size of a quarter! :)
Finally.....I can't believe you were able to do all this turtle stuff, when the bladder was calling for a trip to the toilet! Me? I get within 10 feet of the house and NOTHING is going to stop me from getting to the bathroom!! :o)
Hope you're having a good weekend.
Shiela
Dear K family,
LOL!! Mrs. K., you're a riot! I'm glad to hear things are going well.
Love, blessings and tons of hugs,
Tanya Nicole
I love turtles. We've had a red eared slider for almost a year now and he is my favorite pet. Turtles are cute and full of personality.
Great pictures Kim.
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