Yesterday afternoon I was taking new hummingbird juice out (we had one female arrive yesterday...she's gonna be one tired chick!) and as I was coming off the deck I looked down. I had almost stepped on a baby turtle! Do you know how badly I would have felt if I had done that?? I haven't lost THAT much weight; it would have squashed that sucker flat!!
He looked like he had crusted dirt on him and he WAS headed in the direction of the bird bath, so I saved him a few steps and about 12,000 calories and put him in the bird bath (it is at ground level). THAT seemed to make him happy!
I kept my eye on him from the dining room and about an hour later, it looked like he was trying to get out so I helped him out of the bird bath. I set him in the plants that are around the bath. Actually I set him on a red rock, but he still had plenty of coverage and could return to the bath, or crawl under it if he figured it out.
I had no sooner gotten on the deck than a damn sea-gull swopped down and got the little fella! I could have cried. I know that is nature, but sometimes I just don't want to be a witness to it!!
So, look for yourself; doesn't he seem happy??? I mean prior to HIS ending of the world??
Doesn't it look like he has a smile on his little face??
Even the tree swallows were upset by the whole thing!