Releasing a snapping turtle for a friend (it had been found as a hatchling in the swimming pool, spent the winter in their house, but had recently demonstrated a lamentable tendency to, well, snap and having gone from being about an inch long to six plus tail and neeeeck, the snap was no longer amusing)
Driving while attempting to keep said turtle in the pan (they assured me it couldn’t climb, it most assuredly could) was interesting. But it is now down in the pond on the lower road, which used to have snapping turtles and has good water and plenty of little critters to eat.
Acair Fearann 