One of the turtles I can recognize now. It is one of the larger ones and it has a white stripe over it's eyes instead of red. It looks almost silver with it being wet. It is the only one I see with a different color stripe. I wonder what that means if anything. It seems to be one of the tamer ones too. It always comes out of the water to me and it raises it's front feet, paws, claws, what are they called on turtes? Lifts it's head up toward me and reminds me of a dog begging. I'm almost sure they would eat out of my hand but I'm a little leery of them biting me maybe accidently. I'll take my yard gloves someday and try feeding them with those on.
The phone is ringing off the wall with the ad for the farm house. When I had my rent property I always enjoyed showing it to prospective renters, meeting and talking to them. Yesterday I went with John to show it and the man was most interesting. He didn't rent it as it was much bigger then what he needs. His wife and five kids are in another state until they sell their house there and then they will all be moving here to our town. Guess his wife doesn't like the country so he thought he would enjoy the quiet for a while. He mentioned liking to target practise with a bow and arrow. Said he could get a couple of round bales of hay to put behind the target. . I had to kind of laugh to myself as to how long that hay would last with John's cows around. Today we went out to show it and waited for about an hour and the man didn't show up. Oh well that is par for the course in rent property and it gave me a chance to feed my precious turtles.