Yesterday, as Kris and I were walking along, a baby squirrel dropped about 30 feet from the tree above us. It lay on the ground crying and squirming, but unable to do anything, as it was too tiny (eyes were still not open). Another young man, walking in the opposite direction, also saw the baby. He stopped to see if there was anything that could be done. I ran back to my building to find something to put the baby in to carry it (I don't know where... just off the sidewalk... maybe to a vet?).
When I returned the young man was holding the baby in his hands, and it was obvious that it wasn't going to survive. He looked up at me with tears in his eyes and handed the squirrel to me. As I was holding it, it gently stopped breathing. We were both crying. We decided to bury it under the bushes, near where it fell.
I was touched by the compassion of that young man, who cared enough to give the dying baby the comfort to die peacefully in warm hands instead of alone on the wet sidewalk. Sometimes I think we're so busy in the rush of life that we don't take time for the small acts of kindness (even to the smallest of God's creatures).
Wednesday, August 20, 2008
Monday, August 18, 2008
Here's Fancy's new truck. OK, well maybe not, but here's the truck that we got so that we can pull the horse trailer. :-) We love it!!!
Posted by McBean at 10:39 AM 2 comments:
Thursday, August 07, 2008
She's good to go!
After 7 weeks of daily physical therapy, Fancy has recovered fully and her prognosis is great! I think her full and rapid (well, relatively) recovery surprised everyone, including the vet.
I celebrated last night with a trail ride on my favorite horse. :-) Isn't she beautiful? Ok, so I'm totally biased... I admit it.
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