On my morning run, a squirrel fighting for life — a yogurt container stuck on its snout. Nothing around, no pole, no stick. I watch as it struggles to breathe, pawing fruitlessly. A woman with more gumption and garden gloves boldly reaches in. Pop! Squirrel saved. I jog on home, grateful.
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