I made sure the turtle made it to the other side.  I almost ran over it.  It was on the right side of the road.  I decided to turn around after driving an hundred feet.  It had walked a little further towards the center of the road.  It was about a five inch long box turtle.  I grabbed it and carried it safely to the other side of the road.  It stood motionless for about sixty seconds, decided it was safe and disappeared into the undergrowth.

Twice I drove into town to put gas into my cars.  On both of those trips I spotted several rabbits and one baby one just on the edge of the meadow.  It immediately disappeared into the undergrowth.  I just got a glimpse of it.  It was tiny–only a few inches wide.  Then on my way home from church I took the back road and I passed a turtle and then I stopped to go back to make sure he will safely make it to the other side of the road.  When it saw me it scurried quickly to the other side of the road.  The box turtle measured approximately six inches from the tip of its nose to the end of its tail.

I wanted the turtle to be safe.  On my way home, I drove over a turtle that was near the middle of the road.  I was concerned about it.  I didn’t want anyone to run it over, so I pulled over and went back.  It was a five inch long box turtle–fairly big as far as box turtles are.  It was about 2/3 of the way across, and when it saw me it scooted the rest of the way across, heading toward a brook.  When I approached it again it just withdrew into its shell.  I was glad it was safely across the road.  Then I drove home.