Dave and Mike found the little chap stomping across the lawn, right up at the office. That's a pretty goodly distance from the lake, or from any helpful soft sand (although yes, we have in the past found them up at the stable as well...)
It's getting close to the road, however, and that's never a good thing for turtles, tiny or titanic. So the BMD swept into action and relocated the snapper to the soft beach at the lake, where there is lots of soft sand, should she want to be digging (although she looks young to be nesting) And where she is close to the water, for safety and lunch.
We are big fans of snapping turtles. With their anicient expressions, and their incredible claws, and that nifty hooked beak, they haven't changed much since the dinosaurs stomped the swamps. The biggest risk to their continued existence today is the automobile... So please, everyone, Give Turtles a Brake!
The Turtle Transfer Truck was fully decked out with flashing lights. Very appropriate to the solemnity of the occasion.