So I’m on my way home to San Antonio. In between College Station and Caldwell, I pass a dilatory thing attempting to cross the road. It was a big turtle or terrapin. I soon realized after passing it that if nothing was done this turtle was not going to make it across the road. I turn my car around, drive a quarter mile back, cross back over, hoping it was still in one piece. It was. I pull over, right next to it, push on my hazard lights, and get out of my car.
It was funny. Every time a car would pass it would retract all its extremities in to its shell and then reemerge just to soon pull itself back in to the shell.
Well I’m standing there behind my white car, facing the turtle, which was getting ever closer to the centre line, in full day light. Several cars passed, seeing what I was doing they did not hit it. Then I waited for one last car to pass. I’m staring at the turtle, then look at the car, it was right in the auto’s path.
How could one not see this big turtle and a fellow on the side of the road with his hazard lights on and still not avoid it? I had driven by with the same perspective, I could see the turtle.
Well as the title indicates, the turtle was soon obliterated and crushed. Its shell smashed open with a gaping hole exposing its shiny, raw viscera. For a moment its head perked up, but soon dropped as death took a moment to catch up to the pitiful creature.
I was pissed, but helpless.
