Remember, folks, grab by the tail, not the shell. They can and will turn their head around and try to bite your finger off. My grandpa used to pick them up on the side of the road and take them home and cook them. Good soup.
__________________ Livin' after midnight. Rockin' til the dawn. Lovin' til the morning. Then I'm gone. I'm gone.
Wow,silly me. I just wait until they crawl out of the pond and scoop them up with a fishing net. No mess, no risk. Here I'm missing out on the chance of loosing fingers, teeth or getting bitten by a snake.