Over the past few weeks we have seen what we believe to be the same turtle in our front yard several different times. Each time we've seen him he has been under the same shrub. Mason and Graem have named him Cecil.
This morning the boys and I went on a walk in our neighborhood and we came across a turtle. Mason shouted, "Cecil, what are you doing way over here?!?" He insisted that we load Cecil up in the stroller to take him back to our yard.
Thankfully turtles have shells to protect them from
predators little boys.
Run for your life, Cecil!