Remember when I was all "we *used* to have snapping turtles, but not any longer"? All smug like that? Well no more. Because not too long thereafter, a giant effing snapping turtle showed up. That's him.
And I didn't want to like him, but he was so peaceable looking floating around out there. Even though I know that's a giant lie, and they aren't very peaceful at all. But he kind of floated and sunbathed and had fun. But *I* wanted to float and sunbathe and have fun, and not with him.
So we got a trap, so we could relocate him down to the creek. Sam was delighted - lots of disgusting baiting it with sardines, and burying it in the muck, and highly anticipated checking of the trap... and eventually we caught him. That's him again - staring at us with his beady eyes and giant claws.
Not going to lie, I was kind of surprised it worked. But I'm very happy we're no longer sunbathing together.