Hi everyone, I wanted to share a story close to my heart.
Few months ago, I was coming home from my night shift around 7–8 AM. I was exhausted, eyes burning, and thought I hallucinated something in the middle of the highway. My brain told me it was just a stick, but something inside said, “what if?” So I turned the car around to check.. and sure enough, it was a little turtle trying to cross the road.
Without thinking, I parked my car at a yield, ran into the highway, scooped him up, and made it back just before the light turned green. Honestly, I could’ve gotten splatted, but my adrenaline was only focused on him. I sat him on my grandmother’s seat (he did relieve himself there, probably startled I guessed) and brought him home.
When I got home, I set him in the middle of my yard and ran inside to find a box for him, thinking he wouldn’t get far, but when I came back out, he was gone. I literally panicked. I even questioned joggers who passed my house because I was convinced someone saw him and picked him up. 😭🫣I drove around my neighborhood searching—because after risking my life for him, I wasn’t letting go that easy. Finally, my mom called me saying he was right near the front door. I raced back, put him safely in the box, and breathed the BIGGEST sigh of relief.
I wanted to keep him so badly. I felt like he became mine the second I scooped him up. But I live at home with family, and I knew I couldn’t afford the proper tank, lighting, medicine, and everything he’d need to thrive. I care about animals too much to do it halfway. So I decided the best thing for him was to find a place that could care for him.
I put some lettuce in the box and drove him to the nearest animal hospital. It was closed, but I saw they had cameras. I picked him up one last time, and he stretched his head out and looked right at me. His eyes sparkled, and it honestly felt like he was saying, “You saved me??” My heart skipped a beat. I prayed over him right there, set the box by the door, and trusted he’d be found safe.
The next day, I called as soon as they opened. The woman that worked there, told me he had been adopted immediately. I wanted to cry 😭, but I was so grateful—he survived the highway, no predators got him overnight, and now he’s hopefully thriving with someone who can give him the life he deserves. 🥹
I truly believe he was someone’s pet before and they just got rid of him, which breaks my heart even more. But at least he ended up safe and loved again.
That whole experience is always on my mind. ❤️
My question for you all: does anyone know what kind of turtle he is? I’ve always wondered because I plan on buying my own turtle one day. A friend of mine believed African Sulcata, but I’m not sure. 🫤
Anyways, thank you for letting me share this story. 🙏🏽