
Last Friday, the girls and I went on our normal morning run. When we returned, we found one of the most disturbing things I think I have ever experienced. A poor little chipmunk had gotten stuck on a rat trap that had been put into the garage and was fighting for its life. Watching it struggle to free itself was beyond sad. For some reason, the feeling of terror crept over my entire body and I was paralyzed to help the little creature. I quickly ran into the house for Mark. Now freeing a wild animal from a trap is something he would usually NOT be interested in doing. Knowing this, I told him there was something he needed to do outside and he could not tell me there was nothing he could do about it. Oh yeah...and to please hurry. My wonderful husband came out and went right to work with sticks and warm water and freed the animal. After it struggled so long, I am not sure if it lived or not, but I sure hope so.
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