Wednesday, December 03, 2008

What does the early worm get?

My life is a series of moments. Some of which are easily classified. Some of which are not. This is an easily classified one...

There was a grasshopper in my kitchen this morning. What he was doing there was an absolute mystery to me. I live 5 floors up. I spotted the bug before my kitties. Which is a good thing, because if the cats had seen it before me I can guarantee it would have shown up half masticated in my bed before I even had my coffee.

I decided to remove said hopper to a safer place. Namely, anywhere outside. So after my coffee (cuz I attempt nothing without it) I chased the critter around the dishes, through the sink, over the stove and finally into my left hand. I cupped my right hand over it to keep it concealed from the cats. And promptly realised that I had a choice of doors to let it out of. I could go through two locked doors and throw it off the balcony, or I could go through one door that required two hands to open, and take it down the elevator with me on the way to work and drop in the the front garden.

Humm.

I opted to throw it off the balcony, managed to free one hand and open both sliding doors. I threw the little bug off the balcony and watched him fly off to a safe haven, a tree about 30 metres away. I really had to go to work, but I decided to watch the bug for a few moments and enjoy the warm glow of having saved a creatures life.

Only to have it utterly shattered as a Currawong lazily flew up and had little bug for breakfast.

Damn.

9 comments:

MissE said...

Oh Nature... ain't it grand?

I had to save a little gekko lizardy thing from my cat this evening. He went all crazy over by the pile of enviromentally friendly shopping bags and I thought he'd cornered another earwig or worse, cockroach - but now, it was this poor little reptile instead. He soooo wanted to eat the poor thing, which had already shed its entire tail. So I'm trying to keep the grey marauder back and get the little lizard into a plastic container so I could get it outside. Thankfully, Bart didn't seem to think that I had actually captured the lizard - so while he searched I took the lizard outside and released it into the rock wall of the the garden. Here's hoping it survived...

Kezza said...

Well, look at it this way, the grasshopper would have been eaten either way and at least you helped to feed a native creature. I'm sure your cats are well fed enough!

Such is the beauty of our universe huh?

unique_stephen said...

I do love a good bird feeds bird story.

Kelly said...

well... just look at it this way...

you served a bird breakfast in bed this morning. That was very nice of you! You made that bird's day...

*~Dani~* said...

You have got to be kidding! Figures though, right? At least you tried.

fingers said...

So, let the cats have a crack at the currawong...

Ms Smack said...

What a great story!

I like Miss E's story too.. and fingers comment made me laugh!

Professor said...

So your good deed of the day was feeding a Currawong?

Josh said...

Now catch a currawong and feed it to the kittehs. The circle of life will be complete!