So the other night we're watching tv, just hanging out, whatever.
Suddenly, I hear this strange noise coming from the entryway. I'm thinking it's my DS9, trying to sneak up on us or something, bc he does this alot.
So I say, SON! WE HEAR YOU!
No response.
A few minutes later, I hear it again. So I get up to investigate.
I walk quietly into the entryway/foyer, whatev, and there's a scratching sound at the door that leads into the garage!
Now, both of my dogs are inside with me, so I'm really concerned. I try to get Chris to get his butt off the sofa and come look, bc well.. I'm afraid to open the door and see what it is. We live in a subdivision with a pond in the back, and we get the occasional snake or nutria rat out back.
So I open the door to the garage (cuz lazy butt won't get up), and it's dark in there, but I can see a dark shape sitting on the door ledge! So I slam the door, and start yelling for Chris to get up and come kill the thing, whatever it may be.
He gets up and comes over, and I run back and stand on the sofa, so the CREATURE can't get me when he opens the door. He opens the door, flicks on the light, and starts LAUGHING. I mean ROLLING.

At this point I worry for his health, bc he has a bad heart. Apparently, there was nothing to be afraid of, bc he found THIS sitting on the doorstep.
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Yeah, a big, bad, scary, man-eating turtle. It had crawled out of the pond, and into the open garage earlier when he was working in there, and we guess the little guy didn't want to be stuck in there all night long, and decided to ask us to open up.
I think he is STILL laughing at me.