I don't condone torture so I moved the turtle outside the yard into the pasture and went about my chores. Pepper, being the little smarty pants she is, went out of her way to get into the pasture and attack it some more.
I managed to call her off and get all the kids back in the yard. Than I noticed Diesel messin' with something. The turtle came back in the yard. Not a very bright creature.
I managed to wrangle it away from Diesel. I took it out to the drive to see if he was still alive. He peeped out of his shell at me.
I walked down the drive and put him in the other pasture, away from the yard. Hopefully, the silly thing will not come back to the yard.
She wanted her turtle back! She found it fair and square! I had to sit her down and discuss that we don't allow inhumane practices here at Crazy M. Of course, she rolled her lil JRT eyes at me.