Honestly? I feel like I just need to go back to bed.
Lover and I frequently feed the squirrels in our apt. complex and this morning I noted that one of them had some extensive injuries on it's body. When I went back outside to see if I could get a closer look I noted four young boys about to throw rocks/acorns at it.
It might not be my place to school/scold the youngsters in my area, but with no one else doing it I find that I come across this role very quickly. I asked them what they were doing and was greeted with three of the four very shamefaced - but the one holding the rock was just rolling his eyes.
I don't know why this affects me so terribly, but it does. After trying my best to educate them as to why they shouldn't hurt a squirrel that is already injured I came inside and just wept.
If not even the kids of today are innocent anymore than how will our future ever have any goodness.
...meanwhile, I just spent 15 minutes on the phone with the dept. of transportation... about a deer that has been on our road for the better half of a week.
sigh.
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