The Miracle of the Lost and Found Turtle

Greetings and salutations, folks, and welcome both to this obscure, American blog, yes, but also to yet another day above ground! Right? 
Today, I will tell you about another real-life miracle in our lives, this one involving our favorite, beloved pet, the original who's had the name "Freedom" for two years now,  Freedom the Ornate Box Turtle. She's about 5" long at her biggest measurement and weighs about 370 grams. A tiny little thing, we often have to scour our home to find her in any of her numerous hiding spots. 

A few days ago, with both of us searching for her for a good couple of hours, we finally realized that we were not going to find her and I called the police, who came out in a mere matter of minutes. Let it be known around the world that the law enforcement in and around Douglas, Arizona, US is among the finest the world has to offer. The responding officers, though visibly young, were fast, efficient, thorough, and - this one is huge! - compassionate. (But I digress).

My husband, of course, was like "There's no way on Planet Earth that I'm calling the police for a lost turtle" so I was like "Word, I got you" and called them because I do not care that I am now known as the local crazy turtle lady! 

Anyway, they created a report and left. 
An hour or so later after searching again and again, I was sitting at my desk, praying and crying, when I heard the Lord say "Go look under your bed". 

Now, dear Reader, please understand something: our bed, a queen-size that we bought from Wayfair.com a couple of years ago, is one that lays on a metal frame that is wholly encased by a zippered fabric cover and is flush with the floor that it lays on. With both of us laying on it, that's about 400 lbs of weight in addition to the weight of the bed itself. Nonetheless, I went and did what He told me to. 

At first, nothing happened, so I thought "Oh, I didn't do that right" and picked up the frame and mattress corner again. This time, when I did, the little turtle appeared to fall from the bottom of the frame into my hands and she was asleep! 

Now, I'm no physicist, but YOU tell ME how that tiny little turtle got herself under that bed setup, with he and I both laying on it! 

We've both carefully inspected the bed and the fabric-covered frame it rests on; there are NO holes in the fabric whatsoever. 

Therefore, since no logical explanation solves it, I gratefully defer to giving credit where credit is due - to God - with deep and ample gratitude. 💖

Edited to add that I did do the responsible thing and called the police back to thank them again for coming out and let them know that we'd found her. Like a true professional, the deputy laughed and said that he was just glad we had her back and thanked me for the update. 😏