I took him home and my husband had never seen one that small. I played with him a bit and then he was released to his upscale pond away from civilization - see his beeline to the water.
“Life should not be a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving safely in an attractive and well preserved body, but rather to skid in sideways, champagne in one hand, strawberries in the other, body thoroughly used up, totally worn out, and screaming ‘WOO-HOO, WHAT A RIDE’.” ~Anonymous~
Sunday, October 5, 2008
Wheel dodger to Save a Life
On Sunday, Dagny and I went on a beautiful afternoon bike ride around Penns Creek. I dodged a little 1" snapper with my front wheel. I stopped and ran back the road to make sure I didn't back wheel smash it. Poor Snapper would have died on that black macadam in form like a prune. From Dag's H2O bottle, drips of water slowly brought life. 
We were overreacting like parental figures for an appropriate home but none suited.
I took him home and my husband had never seen one that small. I played with him a bit and then he was released to his upscale pond away from civilization - see his beeline to the water.

I took him home and my husband had never seen one that small. I played with him a bit and then he was released to his upscale pond away from civilization - see his beeline to the water.
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looks like a nice spot
dag
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