The Snapping Turtles are horrid things that I had many an encounter with as a youth. I was never bitten by one but I still have nightmares about it. Everybody said that if you got bit by a snapping turtle that they wouldn't let go until the sun went down -- if the sun had already gone down you had to wait until the next day.
One time I saw my grandpa kill one and cut it open and cook it. The eggs were bright orange.
My grandpa believed in werewolves.
