Turtle Champions!

I just love summer.  So far, we have saved no less than four painted turtles making their ways across Minnesota highways.  I am not brave enough to pick them up, which dismays my son a great deal, but I can act like a sheepdog, forcing them out of danger.  They scramble surprisingly fast.  We saw a large snapping turtle at Boy Scout camp.  His prehistoric looks were marred by the fact that he seemed only able to heave up his back legs.  There was no way to help him, however, without risking our fingers.  Finn says we need to keep a pail in our car to save any more critters we find in trouble.  I imagine he thinks I spend my nights riding my bike over the trails and saving turtles everywhere!