One weekend morning, I come home after walking the dog and I find this turtle on our front porch. My first thought is that it is a decoration my wife picked up from Garden Ridge or something. But the dog starts going wild and I can see his head moving in and out of his shell. Neat-o! Soon the whole family is awake and the kids want to know if they can adopt this thing. I think it lives close to my house. I haven't seen it since but I named it, Mr. Magoo.