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Thursday, August 25. 2016Turtle of the Week: Diamondback TerrapinA fellow turtle-lover send me this discouraging article about the overharvesting of wild turtles in Asia. Controlled harvesting of eastern America's Diamondback Terrapin continues today. It's a wonder to me, because I know nobody who eats them. This handsome turtle of salt marshes and brackish estuaries lives from MA to Texas, but is endangered in some states. They eat snails, small mollusks, and crustaceans like crabs and fiddler crabs that they crush with their beaks. Fish, if they can catch 'em. They only leave the water to lay eggs. They sometimes get ensnared in crab pots and drown. Whenever we went to Chinatown when I was young, I would always bring a box and some money to buy as many of the terrapins that I could afford from the big crates full of them on the sidewalk. I think they were $5 apiece. I would release them in a couple of good salt marshes in CT. My Dad would chip in a bit for the cause. Some good folks are farming them to restore populations from which they had been harvested to extinction. That is a wonderful mission. Readers know we love our turtles at Maggie's, except we do not love Snapping Turtles. I once stepped on the back of one in a marsh, thinking it was a mossy rock. Big surprise when it moved and a long neck with an open, hissing mouth shot out. It's time I did a post on them, though, unloveable as they are. Terrapins in Massachusetts Comments
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When I was a youth, we used to visit my grandmother who lived on A1A in Fort Lauderdale. At night we'd stroll the beach from her house to the Yankee Clipper, a landmark hotel in the shape of a cruiseliner. One night I ran ahead of my parents to a "hill" in the sand that I presumed was formed by the waves and wind during an afternoon storm...but then my hill starting wriggling. A very large (3') turtle was layihg eggs. We stuck around until she'd finished burying them and traipsed back to the water. Wow!
I have a snapping turtle in my tub. He's a shy, gentle fellow--quite social really. He lets me scratch his head and neck and I pick him up often without any issues. He's never bitten me. When I call his name he looks up at me and puffs up his chin. He's really a very nice guy.
I like snapping turtles very much, but to each his own. He doesn't like my bed, snapper's are aquatic, so the tub it is....
I keep mine in my bed in an old metal bed pan that came with the bed. He loves it. So do I because he can't get out. He loves baby mice and fresh worms from the driveway. I stopped giving him coffee because it made him nervous.
` In the bathtub is a new one on me. My mother claims snapping turtle (the hard shell kind) soup is heavenly...but I was too young to remember. Seems one little sucker took a triangle piece out of my oldest brother's foot, so dad took a .22, his hatchet, and rake down to the local creek and came back with a couple of them.
Really? In your bathtub?? A snapping turtle? Well, as you said, to each his own. It could be a rattlesnake I suppose..... As a young'n, and a paperboy, I knew of a house where they had a large snapping turtle on a leash, with the leash affixed to a heavy duty cable strung across the front of their yard. It was deep grass and you never knew where that thing was. Pretty effective guard turtle.
Oh, I have a nice harness for my turtle. We take him down to the pond and throw him out - really far so he makes a big splash, and then we reel him in. He doesn't like being pulled backwards, but that's the life of a pampered turtle.
Hey, Luther, that's cool about the guard turtle. I never thought of that. If an intruder breaks in, I could shake Snapper out of his bed pan and sic him on the intruder while I shoot him with my shotgun. The intruder. Not Snapper. ` Well that's good that you exercise your turtle... they can get mean with too much inactivity.
As for the guard turtle... yep, good idea of your'n. The intruder would have his hands full while you took aim. At the intruder, not Snapper. Well, Luther. I would also pull the trigger. Probably before I took aim.
` Haha... well if you have an auto one of those rounds might work.
Created a bit of a hullaballoo with my turtle's accommodations...but, you see, the sink is too small and he's in bathtub #2, so I only have to move him when guests come over for the night.
I've caught many big, old snappers through the years but I've never been one to kill them or keep them (until I kept this one from a baby). His name is Findik, which is Turkish for hazelnut--he's named after a Turkish turtle I once met who passed on just before I found Fin. Regarding eating Snappers, I've heard the soup is pretty good, too, though I doubt pellet fed snapper is good eating. (That's just a hunch). Nevertheless, I think I'd like to give it a try, but not with my Findik. As for guard turtles, well, if a big ol' snapper is pissed they hiss and rear up for a fight...it can be pretty dramatic. All told though, I'd rather have an alligator for guard duty (not an Alligator Snapper, a real alligator). But instead all I have is a dog with a mean bark and an assortment of weapons at my disposal--this arrangement has worked so far! Meta, stick with your shotgun as snappers can be bribed with worms and mice and such. Jephnol.
I swannn. What intruder is going to come in armed with mice and driveway worms? My Snapper would take after him in a flash and after I pulled my trigger, the police would find an intruder with no toes and no nose. I had a boa constrictor for years, but he'd get cold in the night and wrap all around me. When I'd get up in the morning, I'd trip and get all mad trying to unwind him. I put him in an anonymous suitcase on the carousel at Dulles. ` "What intruder is going to come in armed with mice and driveway worms?"
I've done this on many occassions actually...you are mistaken if you think the persuasive power of these "tools of the trade" aren't effective weapons of home invasion. I have personally saved myself from two very angry old ladies and a cat with these effects. How would a turtle be different? Jephnol,
Snapper thrives on little fuzzy things and long slimey things. He'll not be deterred by the thoughtful thief. Mercy. As for the old ladies, they should do what I do: I keep a badminton racket next to my shotgun, and when the intruder tosses a couple of mice and a worm at me, I whap 'em back faster than he can say, "ooweee, beotch...looka here!" Best one ever - I got two mice and a long worm straight down his throat as he got to "beotch". Then I shot him and fed Snapper the leftovers. ` What fascinating pets you all have. I'm overwhelmed with the contemplation that Meta keeps a snapping turtle in her bed. In a bedpan. Gosh Meta, if my memory serves me correctly there are more delicious creatures to keep in one's bed who are one's own species, and don't bite -- very often at least. At least I thought they were fun when I was younger. Bet you could catch one easily in your stillettos and that darling little corselet you wear. Stillettos aren't only for cutting grass in, you know.
Marianne Marianne,
That's why I keep Snapper in a bed pan that he's almost too big for. I just slide him under the bed and whip out my stilettos. If Snapper hisses, I just pretend it's me. :) ` Are you sure you're not getting Snapper mixed up with Snapple beverages?
As far as the stilettos go, they must be covered in grass and sod stains from all the aeration you give them. You big size 4 wanna be Mr Potato Head potato chip sales person. : ) No, darlin' Jappy. I named Snapper 'Snapper' for obvious reasons. I've never had Snapple. I never liked their ads much - too much dancing around by fools in brightly colored clothing. They were such fruitcakes. I much preferred Britney sleazing around seducing a can of Coke.
I have Plow 'n Hearth stilettos for my yard and garden work. They're very nice... green, rubbery .. of course with steel in the heels, and I can just hose them down when I take them off. ` Hisses? Of course it does. What? Did you expect him to sing "It's a Man's, Man's, Man's World"?
` I wonder if any species of turtle would eat large quantities of those zebra mussels they're having trouble with in the Great Lakes?
trm... your question is a good one. We sometimes get off track here. Even if... it's all about the turtles.
Saw 21 posts from the front page and thought, they can't all be about turtles. Read them all. But it was turtles all the way down...sigh...
Stop complaining. We stayed on topic for the first time in two years.
` I just wanted to go OT for one moment to share this:
Ingredients 2 c sugar 3/4 c light corn syrup 1/4 c margarine 2 c cream 1 tb vanilla 1 pecan halves Instructions Put all of syrup, sugar and 1/2 of cream in pan and bring to a boil. Stir mixture constantly. Add rest of cream and margarine slowly, so mixture does not stop boiling. Boil to soft ball on candy thermometer. Add vanilla and pour over pecans. Have pecans ready, single layer on pan. Per serving: 3850 Calories (kcal); 165g Total Fat; (37% calories from fat); 12g Protein; 609g Carbohydrate; 418mg Cholesterol; 1012mg Sodium Food Exchanges: 0 Grain(Starch); 0 Lean Meat; 0 Vegetable; 0 Fruit; 33 Fat; 39 1/2 Other Carbohydrates Jephnol. How in the world did you guess my darling Snapper's favorite dessert?
I can't believe it! ` Every year I attend a birthday party for Tonca, the Alligator Snapping Turtle who resides at the Museum of Science and History in Jacksonville, Florida. Tonca's visit is only for 4-5 minutes while a biologist checks her stats and health. She is 50 years old and still quite a babe.
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