A turtle tail

Hello people.  Just want to share what put a smile on my face today.  On our way back home after grabbing a pizza, I was doing my usual sucking air white knuckle dashboard grab.  A car at the corner was sliding through the stop sign as we were approaching.  But all of a sudden my husband yells OH NO and turns our car into a little parking lot in the residential area of very close houses.  I thought - did we hit the other car and I didn't feel it?  Nope.  He spotted a turtle.  He jumps out and runs down the middle of the road, scoops up a turtle almost the size of my hand.  He asked the people sitting on their porch if they knew of any kids having turtles - nope.  So he brings him to me.  I put the pizza boxes on the floor and held on to the turtle.  I had no idea how long and sharp their claws were.  Yikes.  He was fighting me all the way and I thought his head was going to twist off.  Strong legs and sharp claws, but Mark didn't want him to get run over.  Besides, there was nothing but house after house and paved streets.  Not a happy place for a turtle.  Probably a pet someone tired of and discarded.  He continued fighting me, scratching with his legs outstretched and whipping that scrawny neck around.  Then I see his tail.  How cute!  Skinny, long, pointed, outlined in yellow.  As I'm studying it, I see things falling from beneath it.  

Yep.  He pooped yellow on me and my car's seat, along with a good amount of pee.  As I held him away, some landed on the pizza box on the floor.  That one was my sister's.  I wiped and cleaned the best I could while holding on to a squiggling creature with nails as long and sharp as Lady Gaga's.  Finally we get to a small pond not far from our house and he is set free to swim out his days.  You could tell he was happy as he slid into the water and we watched his bubbles go farther out.  We've seen a number of large turtles smashed into the road near a bridge we pass daily.  It's not like they surprise you and run out in front of the car.  Why can't idiots slow down or go around them?  Remember the swans from our local park that were victims of a hit and run driver?   My final pear (Swan Song) was in memory of them.  Well another idiot ran over the new pair and killed them.  They're quite large, they're bright white, how could you not see them?  I hate people.  So we saved a turtle from a cruel existence or death.  I hope he has a long happy life in the isolated pond.  And I hope the stain comes out of my seat.

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