I heard, "Well, that's not good," and assumed that maybe Spike had passed away. But instead, there was not a turtle in the turtle tank.
That was when Tuesday night got interesting. With Jack screeching and moving so his feet weren't on the floor (where a turtle could attack!), and Hannah crying because her turtle was gone, Brad and I began a full-blown search:
I was just about to explore the hallway and Jack's bedroom, when I heard Brad call out, "Found him!" He'd found a snuggly spot behind one of Hannah's toy buckets.
Crisis averted. Thank goodness!
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