I Brake for Turtles

Yesterday I left Doright Manor for an appointment with my optometrist. Since her office is on the other side of Tallahassee, I left early so I could have lunch at Sweet Pea Cafe.

As I drove down Lanier Road, going a little over the speed limit, an oncoming car flashed its lights at me. For those not in the know, that’s the universal signal to slow down, usually because there’s a police officer in the vicinity.

As it turned out, the reason for the flashing lights was a sweet little turtle crossing the road. If I hadn’t reduced my speed, I’d likely have run over him. That would’ve been a tragedy. I always brake for turtles.

Not the actual turtle.

The point of this post? Slow down, save a turtle.

Peace, people.

Author: nananoyz

I'm a semi-retired crazy person with one husband and two cats.

13 thoughts on “I Brake for Turtles”

  1. We always pull over, get out & mosey the turtle to the side of the road. If it’s not a snapping turtle, Frank will pick it up and get it safely to the other side. Hand wipes in the car. 💜

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