Me too. Last week I encountered a struggling pigeon. Yes, a nasty disease-carrying "rat of the sky". It was horribly trapped in plastic, couldn't move its wing, struggling desperately, and cars were speeding by and narrowly missing it. To top it all, it was pissing down with rain. I used by umbrella to move it to the side of the road, but couldn't get the plastic off, it was so tightly wound around its wing, it was ridiculous. A complete stranger pulled over in his van and helped me. There was no way I could have done it alone, he was able to use his strength to stretch the plastic enough to release the wing. I didn't really know what to say, so simply said "Thank you, you're a very kind man". He said "no problem" and we went our separate ways. He made my day.
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This is how one proves themselves that they are worthy of God and His Creation, and another mans fellowship. What true national socialism is about. Empathy, kindness, loving, but will not hesitate to run his sword threw someone’s bowls as far as it will go.
Possums aren't rats, they're awesome. They're also North America's only marsupial. They eat pretty much everything you hate to have around: spiders, ticks, grubs, caterpillars, roaches. They're kind of freaky, but harmless. They also can't contract rabies.