Sure we have a long way to go, but, as a society, we have already come so far in how people think about animals. But days like this admittedly knock me down. The next morning, I got back up as we all must.
While walking with Oswald, my dog, I came across mice stuck on glue
traps, tossed out of a car in a bag on the side of the road. They
were covered with poop and flies were buzzing around. They were
still squirming trying to get off, looking up at me.
I called my wife to come pick us up in the car and for the next hour
and a half, we used cooking oil and cornstarch to get them off the
glue (and to get the glue off of them) without tearing skin or
worse. They shrieked as they struggled and were severely dehydrated.
They drank the water I offered them in a little bowl, even while
still stuck to the trap.
The whole thing was heart-wrenching. But slowly and carefully, we got them both off and then just as carefully, got the glue off of them. By that evening, they were eating and sleeping next to each other. In the morning, they are more alert, though scared.
What kind of person would do this? Who would then just leave them on
the street to slowly die? I’m hardly naive and realize that a lot of
people — maybe even most — do not aspire to represent the best of
humanity, do not extend their circle of compassion very far, and do
not look at mice as having moral worth, but why would anyone embrace
such barbaric cruelty? Such callous indifference to suffering?
When people ask why I do not lose hope at how incivil people can be
to animals, I always talk about the progress we’ve made in so many
different areas, that people can surprise you, and remind them we
have to take the long view. Sure we have a long way to go, but, as a
society, we have already come so far. But days like this admittedly
knock me down.
The next morning, I got back up as we all must.
Not only did we make a difference for two of our fellow earthlings, but we posted to Next Door and gently asked our neighbors to embrace a kinder and more inclusive world view. And we will hope that they have the ethical maturity to accept the message. At the very least, perhaps they will learn that though they might not care, other people do. And by learning that they do, maybe we will have planted a seed that will someday flower.
They were released with a little makeshift home, a week's supply of food, and far away from humans and glue traps. Godspeed little ones...