It all started out innocently enough; I thought I would go and get gas for the lawn mower, since I would be needing it soon and also get some onions for the chicken and dumplings I planned on making. That was it, just a quick loop with two stops I should have been back in a jiffy.
I got to the new Walmart Market and got my onions, and some nice romaine lettuce for a salad. A quick turn around and I was at the gas station, but the place was packed. Sometimes that happens, but certainly not at the more expensive place in town. OK, two pumps are down and the rest (8) seem to be occupied. Two loops around looking for anyone leaving soon and I found my spot. Red can in hand I make friends with the pump, at least I tried to.
But that pump wasn't having any of it! It licked my credit card, winked at me, offered me several types of gas, but when I squeezed the pump so gently...nothing happened. That continued for several minutes. A new guy pulled in on the other side of the pump and I wished him luck getting any gas for HIS red can. He said the pumps had been slow several days ago; it took five minutes or so. With that he took his can and walked to other pumps hoping for better luck! I told him this wasn't the only game in town, and took off for another station.
So three minutes later I had my red can full and saved a big 3 cents a gallon in the process. Got in the car and decided to take the back roads home instead of the busier main road. That is when it happened. Turtle.
Right there in the road a turtle not going very far or fast. Argh...I hate that. I took a chance and stopped the car right there in the middle of the road, got out and picked up the little guy and placed him on the other side (the direction he was heading) and quickly got back in the car...no traffic yet!
As I was getting in, I spotted a couple walking toward me in the street. He said "I'm glad you did that", yes I said, I hate when I see turtles in the street. His friend said what? he explained and by then they were next to Mr. Turtle, he said "poor guy".
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Way to go. I brake for turtles also but these skinny, curvy roads where I live make stopping safely a problem. Sometimes, they are just on their own.
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