On this day, 8-13-o8, I opend my front door, steped off the porch, and to my right sat my first turtle since 2005. "Wait a minute," I told him. I went into the kitchen, opened my loaf, and took out a slice of fresh bread. As I went to the mail box, I tore bits of bread and threw down for him. He was really brave and did not even hide his head
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