At a recent trip to a local breakfast bar, I was inspired by a heaping dish of whipped cream.

In the process of photographing my masterpiece, I made an amazing discovery.

I had unwittingly created a SNAPPING TURTLE on my plate!

Even my husband — who doesn’t always see things the way I do ;~) — knew a whipped cream snapping turtle head when he saw one!

The turtle seemed interested in Karl’s breakfast.

So Karl graciously offered it a bite of eggs.

Of course, being a pancake on whipped cream, the turtle declined and was himself eaten.

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