I SAVED SOMBODY'S LIFE LAST NIGHT

I SAVED A LIFE! And the life I saved was that of a very small rodent. A rat, actually. It happened just last night.  Well, maybe it's silly but I was happy that I saved a rat's life, even for a little while.  Last night My friend Robert and I were out walking Jade and Barron and we saw a cat playing with something which turned out to be a rat.  Of course the nasty cat would have EATEN the poor rat if left to its own devices.  (I don't hate cats, just don't like bullies and in any match between a cat and rat there's no questions who is the underdog!).  At any rate, I said to Robert, "Should we save the rat's life?" which, if I know me, was a foolish question.  I couldn't not have done otherwise.  So the cat was the monster to the tiny little rat but I have to say I liked the thought that when I stepped into the picture I became the monster to the cat, as it was no match for me (especially when I was out to save a tiny life!)  After menacingly approaching the hateful brute as it was torturing my soon to be new rat friend, the fraidy cat made itself scarce as I had hoped it would.  I then approached the tiny rat, who was cowering in the door of a garage, terrified and paralyzed, pressing it's little body against the door.  To get my new pal to safety I knew I'd have to move him so I found a rolled up newspaper and sort of scooped him up with that.  I was afraid if I touched him he might bite me.  Well, he didn't really like riding on the newspaper as I carried him across the street and as he kept walking toward the edge, trying to get off of it I had to keep turning it to keep him from falling on to the ground.  When I'd reached a very dense patch of evergreen shrubbery on Parkman Street I knew that I had to let him go on his own merry way because the other other way to preventing him from dropping off of the newspaper would have been to grab him and I did not want to do that.  So with a small jump and a short drop the tiny furry creature who I had only a minute or two earlier saved from the jaws of death with their ice pick sharp teeth and bone crushing jaws of a common house cat disappeared into the darkness and safety of the large dense shrub which I hoped might give him some sanctuary and comfort for a while, no longer another creature's plaything and prisoner and soon to be meal...  at LEAST, I hoped, for a little while.  Finally, if you think this story was ridiculous, I guess it pretty much is, but just think - one day you may be powerless against something larger and more powerful and someone else who could help might there, and if they care they might save the life that is yours.  I ask you to treat all creatures, great and small,  with respect and know that each thing values it's time on this earth as do you also.  Peace and as we used to say in Paris "Bon Weekend!"  Rat photo courtesy of Robert Alvarez.