Cycling home today I came across a tortoise. Shell about the size of a large dinner plate and crushed horribly. I took it by the tail and lifted to remove it from the road simply to avoid the indignity of being repeately hit by traffic. Turns out it was quite alive. I won't be graphic but let's just say I don't know how.
Rockport apparently has no animal control and the only on-duty officers -- both of them -- were busy with an arrest. In Rockport. I'm not kidding.
Never had to kill an animal before. Isn't fun.