I was walking on campus this morning when I found an injured squirrel hiding under a car. My boyfriend and I, along with a kind stranger who stopped by to help, chased the little guy around for about an hour and finally got him into a box. Jake and I drove to our local wildlife rescue center, feeling pretty proud of ourselves, but when we got there they let us know that the poor little guy had broken his back and wasn't going to make it. I was really very upset, but it is nice to know that he did not spend his last hours shivering under a care, but in a warm safe place where he could be cared for. I am thankful, silly as it may be, that I got to spend that hour and a half with that little guy today.
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