Almost Rescued

[gothfvcks_dreams]

Today I went for a walk and decided to try and find a place that had some nature rather than all filthy cars and pavement. I ended up at a very small patch of woods next to a school with a tiny bit of water flowing through it. Actually it was more like liquid pollution but let's call it water. I was walking around in the woods and I notice there's a squirrel on the ground so naturally I try getting close to it and once I do I notice he or she is laying on their side and not going anywhere so I move closer. Closer still until I'm right next to him/her and that's when I realize they're injured. It looks like it might be a broken leg or hip or maybe they're stuck somehow in the sticks on the bottom of the tree. After examining the critter with my eyes I decide to try and move a stick but not help. Then I grab another stick and attempt to help roll him/her over and maybe, hopefully, they can move on their own again. I think this only made things worse. I feel terrible. This whole time I'm talking to him/her trying to sooth and saying not to worry much if possible. I've been in a similar situation so I know how awful this is. He/she start whimpering and breathing heavily. After a few more minutes and a short reiki session I decide sitting here is not doing any good so I walk as fast as I can back to my house where I can look up some places to call and see if anybody can help. Nobody answered but one place gave me an e-mail so I gave that a shot. Ten minutes later I see I've got an automated reply saying that somebody will get back to me in the morning and their office hours are 8am-4pm. I replied with an e-mail asking what good it is having an e-mail that I was told to use after their regular hours if nobody's going to get back to me until the morning anyway. A few more minutes later I see I've got a real response with instructions and information on an emergency vet only a few towns over. A short response later and I'm grabbing a box, a shovel, keys and running out the door to grab the poor fellow. How great would it be if I could save somebody's life? It'd be great in a way because I had a broken leg and now I'd get to save somebody else who has a broken leg. Unfortunately when I get there he's not moving, his eyes are cloudy, wide open and still. "hey...hey, I'm back. I'm sorry" I say. Too late. He's moved on to the next part of the circle and I say to myself something about hoping his remains will benefit another and I stand there for a few moments in silence before I walk away with a clean shovel and empty box.