Worries abounding.

[valis2]

I was just driving home and passed a turtle. A turtle on the largish side (about a foot long). It looked like a dark rock, but I immediately knew what it was, and I was so worried, because it looked like it was walking a little strangely. It was perpindicular to the road, obviously trying to cross it, which is bad; it's the end of rush hour and it's a busy two-land road. It was in the third lane, which is used to go around people who are turning left there.

I came back and parked, and as I walked up behind it, it broke my heart by retreating into its shell every time a car whooshed past. It wasn't a snapper, thank goodness, because they can bite you even if you hold them by the very back of their shells, so I picked it up and took it across the street.

But there's nothing much across the street, so then I took it back to where it (presumably) had come from, which is a big lake with some wild shore still left.

Now I'm second-guessing myself, because it might have wanted to lay eggs or something. I'm totally worried that it is, at this moment, laboriously turning itself around in order to try to cross the street again.

It'll take it awhile, I'd imagine, so I'm going to go check in another hour. *frets*

ETA: No sign of the turtle. *giant sigh of relief*

Comments

[gina-r-snape.livejournal.com]

Oh bless! You're so sweet.

You got it out of traffic, which is the best you could possibly do. I seriously doubt you've done any lasting harm by moving it.

[valis2.livejournal.com]

I really hope not. I hope it doesn't try again! I'll drive past the lake tomorrow morning on my way to work, and if it's there, I just might cry.