One of my favorite memories is a Mother's Day ride I organized for a group of friends. We rode into a wilderness area not far from my house that also has a wonderful gravel/sand area.
When we arrived at the gravel/sand area, very large turtles (looked liked snappers) had finished laying their eggs and looked like they were "popping" up out of the sand. Was quite a sight and we still talk about it.
None of the horses seemed very concerned or interested, so it was a bit anti-climatic as far as they were concerned.
A number of years ago, I discovered that my paddock is in the annual path of a large snapper on it's way to lay it's eggs. It got "stuck" under the livestock fencing in the paddock. Walka investigated (T being more experienced, knew it wasn't anything she wanted to fool with) and discovered that they can "hiss" and turn very quickly. Not to mention the foul odor they can put out .
So, Walka now knows, each year, to stay clear of this very stinky , hissing, moving rock! He's not exactly frightened of it, just wary or it.
Be the kind of woman that when your feet hit the floor each morning the devil says, "Oh crap, she's up!".