An Easter....Turtle?

This morning, Cullen and I woke up, went to church and he took me to a nice lunch. On our way home, we turned onto a semi-busy road near our house to find a little Easter turtle crossing the road. (I can hear the jokes now... "Why did the turtle cross the road???")

I like to think of myself as an animal lover...I quickly said, "Cullen!!! Turn around. Turn the car around. We have to help him!! Go help him across the street!" I knew I wasn't going to help him cross the street. I love animals - but I love them more from afar. Cullen turned around, pulled over the car and got out. He walked towards the little turtle (who was probably 6 or 8 inches in diameter) and the little turtle went into his shell QUICKLY. Cullen reached down to grab him and he scurried away.

As Cullen started to walk back to the car, I convinced him to give it one more try. I pleaded, "Babe! We can't just leave him here. He will get hit. He will become turtle stew!!! I can't live with!" Like a great husband, he turned right back around and walked towards that turtle. He reached down, quickly picked up that little stinker..... GOT 'EM! (Contrary to popular belief, turtles are not that slow.) That turtle's arms and legs kicked and squirmed and "air-swam" all the way to the other side of the road. Cullen put him down in the brush, facing the creek (where we think he came from) and Cullen said he bolted!! That little turtle hit the ground running; With a smile on his face, Cullen walked back to the car and we went home feeling great about our good deed for the day.

How was YOUR Easter Sunday??