BRATTLEBORO — The other night, I was driving the kids home and came to a stop sign at the base of a steep hill. There were no other cars and no other people...but I still paused. I had noticed something and it was, at that moment, under the front of my Jeep.
I backed up, parked, and put my hazards on. And there, in the bright gaze of my headlights, was the tiniest and most adorable little mouse.
It was just sitting there - frozen with fear, I presumed. So I went up to it, and it moved its ears and untucked its tail, which had been wrapped tightly around its body.
The poor thing was scared out of its wits. I almost touched it before it remembered how to run. It stopped again in the intersection, so I again quickly ushered it along - this time, into the safety of some bushes.
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I got back in the car, told the kids what it was, and it was as if the world took pause for this rescue - for, when I got ready to get back into traffic, it suddenly got very busy at that intersection again. The poor mouse would have been killed for sure.
But I was glad that I could take a few moments to take notice and assist.
Sometimes that's all it takes in life. We just need someone to take notice and assist.
And then we can be on our way onto our next task or next adventure.