I'm all for the Law of Nature and the best and brightest of the species surviving, but I have a difficult time standing by while some adorable little creature is being hunted by a big ugly one.
I actually pulled the car over to try and intervene as a giant crow (no bigger than your everyday crow) ruthlessly stalked a baby squirrel. An adorable baby squirrel. I've heard squirrels called rats with fluffy tails, but I rather like them squirreling about and they are particularly cute when they're tiny.
So, with no particular plan in mind I actually hopped out of the car and shouted and waved and clapped in the general direction of the nasty crow, which of course scared the crap out of the squirrel, and he just sat there trying to disappear into the woodwork of a nearby telephone pole.
The crow hardly noticed me except to acknowledge that I was irritating, and flew up onto a telephone wire waiting for me to leave. I realized that it was futile, and interrupting the nature of things can go badly for people (have you seen video of that lady and the bear?!). I drove away hoping the crow would head off, and that the tiny adorable squirrel would find somewhere safe and secure to hide.
Afterward I decided I will continue to carefully rescue earthworms from the sidewalk and carry spiders outside but I think my squirrel-saving days are over.
squirrel photo courtesy of my cute animals
crow photo courtesy of fat finch
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