I’ve just spent ten minutes trying to get a wood louse to safety after finding it on my hall carpet. I’ve got cataracts and bending down is difficult so I was trying to encourage it to move onto a tissue so I could put it somewhere it wouldn’t be trodden on. Only to realise it wasn’t a wood louse but a piece of dark fluff !
It reminded me of last Christmas when driving home at night I saw in the headlights a poor little black cat lying dead at the side of the road. I was upset and sent up a prayer to St Francis of Assisi. The next night I saw it again as no one had moved it. We went home and got a shovel and a bin bag and went back.
To find I’d been praying for a very sodden small black fleecy jumper bunched up in the gutter !
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