Growing up — first in his car seat, then a booster, and then as a regular passenger — Willoughby, my son, watched us do it countless times and, as he got older, participated. By the time he was in the driver’s seat, he was already an accomplished rescuer like his older sister. So when he bought his first car, I gave him a gift to make it easier — an animal rescue kit.
It happens often — seeing phantom animals along the roadside that require a closer look. “What was that?” one of us will ask. And we always go back and check. Most of the time, the phantom turns out to be nothing — a shoe, a crumpled bit of paper, or a piece of garbage — and we can go back about our business, grateful and relieved. Sometimes, however, it is an animal — an injured pigeon, a lost dog, a sick cat.
Growing up — first in his car seat, then a booster, and then as a regular passenger — Willoughby, my son, watched us do it countless times and, as he got older, participated. By the time he was in the driver’s seat, he was already an accomplished rescuer like his older sister.
So when he bought his first car, I gave him a gift to make it easier — an animal rescue kit. The kit included a collapsible pet carrier, bite-proof animal handling gloves, a leash, tongs, cat food, a water/food bowl, a blanket, towels, baby wipes, and trash bags. He has put the kit to good use.
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