Don't know if this counts, but it is true and weird.
Thursday, May 11th of 2006 my husband bought a sack of crawfish for the boil we were going to have that night. While we were purging the mudbugs, my husband, Jay, noticed a small turtle, barely 2.5 inches long. This was strange enough, and lucky, since he didn't get boiled or eaten or disfigured by the live crawfish, who regularly disfigure the other crawfish that they are bagged with especially pinching off claws.
In case you don't know how live crawdads come, they are packed 30- 40 lbs into a net sack and stacked one atop another in piles. The poor baby must have been hiding out in his shell the whole time not to get crushed or pinched. It is a miracle he survived. But this is not the weird part.
Well, after all this we wanted to find a good home for him in the wild, there are many parks and swampy areas within the city of New Orleans where he might have thrived. I wanted to do a little research to ensure his best chance at survival, when I discovered that he was not even a breed of turtle that is native to the US, much less Louisiana. He is certainly a Reeve's turtle, but how did he wind up in a mess of crawfish? Someday, this tale will evolve into an urban legend about a person finding a baby alligator in their crawfish, but everything I've said is true. So instead or reintroducing him, we kept him, and will always have a great story about where he came from.
Thanks to everyone here at RTB.net for their advice!
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