This morning Ranae came rushing back to the house
during her morning chores,
which always makes me nervous.
My mind goes haywire and I imagine the worst.
(And oh - do I have a good imagination.)
Immediately I think,
"Is there a wild animal about,
is one of the goats sick,
is there a chicken missing?"
But this time I was relieved.
Between pants of breath she said that there was a turtle in the stall,
"scarring the goats".
It came and went for a few days until I decided he might need
help finding his way to water.
So Ranae and I loaded him into our wheelbarrow.
We then took him to the back far reaches of our property.
Back where I know a little creek flows.
We placed him down and gave him the Spock send off.
"Live long and prosper turtle."
~ ~ ~
And don't scare any goats, if you can help it.
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