I forgot the squirrel
Oh, I forgot the squirrel today. The circ staff told me of a sick or injured squirrel outside and even showed me. It was indeed sick the poor little fella, he was laying near the bike rack and would not move when anyone approached like a normal squirrel.
So I called the Humane Society and they said they didn't have anyone to get it, but I could bring it in. So I got some gloves (in my car...always prepared... I was a Boy Scout) and a box (from tax forms) and put the squirrel in the box and taped the lid almost, but not quite shut.
I drove to the Humane Society (it beats a boring lunch). The poor fella was curled up in a ball on the way there, but when we got to the vet's office he was trying to climb out of the box. So Lazarus the squirrel lives another day.
Then I went to look at the cats and dogs. I don't have room for another so I gave them donation to pay for a little more food. That is one of the few places to which I donate. I think it is because I like animals more than people. When I win the lottery I am going to buy a farmhouse with a barn and get a cow, a goat and a few chickens.
Support your local Humane Society (or my local Human Society) or your local no kill shelter. They need it. You will have the eternal gratitude and all sorts of slobbery kisses from the animals.
If you're having a crappy day say squirrel a few times...its just a fun word.