The other morning I was walking around the former corporate HQ park campus (for the past three years a construction site for 82 four-story townhouses on five acres). I came across this guy, on the wrong side of a fence around one of the ponds.
He might eventually have found
his way back to the water, but I decided to help him. Having had experience
with Testudines from my time in grad school at William & Mary, when I
regularly rescued them from the middle of major highways (and earned the
epithet “[Bas Bleu], Redeemer of Reptiles”), I was prepared for him to pee on
me. I made sure I was standing well behind him and holding him at full arms’
length.
He in fact let loose a gusher—must
have been holding it in for a while—but it missed me. And he had unobstructed
passage to the pond to fill up again.
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