Perhaps it is that Burp healed because it is Spring, a time for regeneration. But I'm so grateful to the guides for not letting my courage fail me and resort to euthanasia.
Because though he's a whiny pain in the butt, stubborn and particular about his looks, the excitement and joy in his cataract-hardened eyes as his body obeys his mind gives me so much happiness.:)
This morning he initiated his first steps onto the road. What courage in his little body and what a fine will to live!
I haven't saved any dying flies or rats of late but I'm going to be less impatient and dismissive of life from now on. To each her life is precious, and therefore it's precious to all.