Today my mom found a turtle in my back yard. He was just chilling out, taking a nap. So, she brought him inside to show us. That poor thing was scared out of his mind, I'm sure, all curled up in his shell like he was. Eventually, he calmed down (I guess) and came out of his miniature home. I felt bad about keeping him inside, though. I carried him outside and put him in Nicholas's little green turtle pool and gave him a rock to climb on. After a few minutes, I assume he got bored and wanted to get out. I put him on the ground and he crawled around for a bit. Then, I brought him back to where we found him in the backyard to let him go back to his daily life. However, I was faced with a bit dilemma. Should I let him go back to his old life in his natural habitat, where he could possibly get eaten by a predatorial animal? Or should I keep him in the totally domesticated hospitality of my own home, which goes against what he had been doing. If I chose the first option, there was a great chance he would get eaten. With the second option, though, comes the burden on my conscience that I would be snatching him from his instinctive life that he was made to live...
I still don't know what the right choice would have been, but I sure hope that the gods favor him....
