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had a visitor

and this one wasn't run over by a rolls royce

Though she was about the size of the one that was.

Found her outside when I took the recyclables to the corner. Cassie tried to eat her.

Look at that s-t-retch. Tough for her to climb the rip-rap.

She'd get to a certain point, then couldn't teeter her shell over and down she'd go.

So finally I helped her and bid her farewell. Away she went into the desert. Maybe I'll see her again.


Momma_Dee said…
Pretty exciting. Great pictures! I sure haven't ever seen one.
Ana said…
I concur... Fabulous pictures. What a great story they tell... Makes me want to slow down. =]
Gnightgirl said…
Lucky girl. Great pix. I love that you slowed down to take them.

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