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| Eulogy for a squirrel |
It rained on Halloween, torrentially all night long, after holding off just long enough for the kids to gather their goodies. The clocks had to be set back so you felt like you'd slept far too long on All Hallow's Day. It was a dreary rainy day with no promise of letting up, so I think I'll make some soup and settle in for an uneventful day.
Stepping out for the paper I notice a squirrel sitting in the yard, near my well cap. Squirrels don't sit out in the rain so this was not a good omen of the squirrel's robust health. The best that I can figure is the poor beasts' elan (thanks for the word Steve, I wouldn't have thought it if you hadn't used it) failed him on a slippery branch and he took a dive into our well cap breaking God knows what.
Being the eternal optimist I decide he might survive since I don't know the extent of his injuries (I'm not very well off so the vet wasn't an option). I gathered him up he jumped a little bit which gave me hope that he had only injured a leg and put him in a box with some almonds, coconut and milk in a saucer. lined with an old curtain and moved him out of the weather, I couldn't take him inside because he's a wild animal and among the most likely to carry rabies in VA. Well he didn't make it and I left him in the woods for scavengers, no reason they should be cheated out of a meal after all.
The funny thing about this is if he weren't injured I'd have considered the various ways I could have made him tasty but his injury elicited every bit of care I'd have taken when cooking him, expended in making him comfortable.
I don't as some are likely to suggest see this as a contradiction in my nature but, rather a very good example of how circumstance can radically change the ethics which should be brought to bear.
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Posted by Munkyman on 2009-11-02 16:37:59 | Rating: | Views: 47
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