Who says there's no wildlife in the midst of suburbia?
Take for instance this soft-shelled turtle I will nick-name One-Eyed Wonder for his one good eye that I found this evening in my neighbors side yard. I would have never even noticed him if it wasn't for the fact I locked myself out of the house unknowingly this morning. While petting the neighbors cat, the cat suddenly got up and ran over to the turtle to investigate. I didn't want the cat to hurt the turtle to so I shooed her away. Hubby came home to let me in the house, but became a part of helping O.E.W. back to a lake. He seemed very pleased when he plopped into Lake Allen.
God does work in mysterious ways eh?