You have to think turtles might be on the grumpier side of fair natured… watching birds flip around the sky or dance along the shore chirping and laughing and playing and taunting… taunting… always… TAUNTING and perhaps… singing poetry…
“Oh! I have slipped the surly bonds of Earth
And danced the skies on laughter-silvered wings;
Sunward I've climbed and joined the tumbling mirth of sun-split clouds, – and done a hundred things
You have not dreamed of wheeled and soared and swung
High in the sunlit silence. Hov'ring there,
I've chased the shouting wind along, and flung
My eager craft through footless halls of air...
Up, up the long, delirious, burning blue
I've topped the wind-swept heights with easy grace
Where never lark, nor eer eagle flew –
And, while with silent lifting mind I've trod
The high, untrespassed sanctity of space,
Put out my hand and touched the face of God.”
But when I danced along the shore so fertile…
I was fatally owned by one pissed off turtle
High flight - (John Gillespie Magee, Jr)
You have to see it to believe it
Turtle vs Bird
Talk about a bad day at the office. Can you imagine the bird conversation after that?
“Where’s uncle Zed”
“You don’t want to know”
“Seriously… cooo… cooo…. Where’s Zed”
“Zed is gone”
“Where? When is he coming back… we were supposed to fly over to…”
“HE WAS EATEN BY A TURTLE!!! There! Now you know.”
“You’re shitting me”
“Look around… coo… coo… do you see Zed?”
“What… did he eat a bad berry and pass out and a turtle got him?”
“What… he was riding on the turtles back and slipped off? Hit his head on a rock maybe?”
“His wings were broke right? Lost a wing in a battle with a hawk? That was it I bet… cooo… broken wings is not good”

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