On Friday we took a little walk down the street to Uncle Fred and Aunt Char's house. Turns out we had visited just in time. Uncle Fred had just found a little turle roaming around. And who do you think he gave it too? That's right...Porter Cranney. I can't explain my own excitement for the new little critter. (NOT!)
Despite my dislike for slimy creatures that live outside, it is REALLY cute how much Porter loves the little guy (who we have decided to name Fred). Porter watched a movie with him yesterday and we all had family lunch after church with him today. He had a light lunch of lettuce and we had BLTs--Ts straight from the garden. Fred gets a lot of attention from Porter but the poor thing looks really bored in his cage. We are still trying to think of a good way to get rid of him, but it's just so cute how happy it makes Porter that it's hard to give him up. I never thought my love for my son would outweigh my dislike for pets...but I guess life is full of surprises. To be Continued...



