Dean stuck a twig in front of his mouth and he promptly snapped it in two. After that he was pretty docile, allowing people to pick him up (carefully). Eventually he had enough and did he ever get feisty! We had to carry him on the shovel because he lashed out at anyone who came close.
The turtle was the first thing Joseph and Lia thought of when they crawled out of bed Monday morning. Throughout the day Lia would ask me if I think that turtle is still in the woods.
An angry Mr. Snapper