What Kind Of A Person Am I?



Last September I was out for a walk on our town trails when I can across a bug who had flipped over onto it’s back and could not right itself. He was a few inches away from a crushed snail body that had been crushed by a bike or other vehicle (most likely). This little guy was heading for the same fate.

I simply could not carry on without helping him out. I grabbed a stick and allowed him to grab onto it so we could get him on his way. After snapping the second picture above, I picked up both stick and bug and deposited them well into the grassed area. This likely took a couple minutes out of my day.

So, if you are wondering what kind of person I have become at this point in my life – THAT – RIGHT THERE is the kind of person I am. Period.