Much like myself, the common musk turtle will secrete a foul smelling musk from their anal gland when threatened (hence the name). Perhaps this little fella went easy on me, seeing how it's a Tuesday and all and even though I picked him up, he didn't feel threatened enough to share any of his 'secret sauce'.
I caught up with Mr. Turtle on the dam at Lake Crabtree this morning. We hung out and chatted about the weather for a bit, then each went our own way. Vaya con Dios, Mr. Turtle.