Life is like a box of chocolates...

So today my intention was to run 4 miles around Lake Pine. Instead, I barely ran two because, alas, nature called.Yes, today I saved a baby squirrel. The same species I wish away when our garden takes a hit in the summer. However, I am a sucker for babies and this one needed me big time. As I was jogging on the trail, I saw this big fluffly kitty. Then I saw the baby squirrel just a couple of feet away flailing around in the leaves. Eyes still not opened. I couldn't leave it. I flagged down 2 teenagers (they typically frighten me) but these kids were sweet. They distracted the cat with french fries while I scooped up the wee squirrel in my ball cap. I headed off down the trail wondering what the heck I was going to do with a baby squirrel who needed more than I could give. I panicked. I started asking random passerbys if they knew anything about baby squirrels. One woman growled at me (I think she really did). But 2 other women stopped and took pity. Of all things, one worked in a vet office and the other had nursed another baby squirrel to health. The gods were smiling on me. They told me to take it to the Wildlife Rescue place off of Glenwood (for future reference). I proceeded around the lake to my car with baby squirrel curled up in my hat. So adorable. Yet I must have appeared slightly overwhelmed having visions of night feedings and such. Then the gods smiled on me once again as one of the women came running back to me. I kid you not...she took off her shirt (thankfully a running bra was underneath) and she said she would be happy to deliver the baby to the rescue place herself! True story. Not such a great workout but a reaffirmation of the kindness of people. As the saying goes, "Life is like a box of chocolates..."