today i was a hero to a worm who otherwise would have dried up on the sidewalk. i watched it inch along for a moment before i tried to pick it up and move it to softer ground. my first few attempts failed because the second i touched it, it squirmed from the middle thrashing it's two ends in different directions. i can somewhat understand why teresa is so upset by them, they do move rather creepily! after several attempts of psyching myself up to touch it, only to have it flail madly about, i decided to use sticks and scoot it to the edge of the sidewalk and into a crack dirt and dampness and all the other things worms need. even this was difficult; i know worms are only an inch or two long, but this one was extra squirmy! i tell this story not because i am trying to prove myself a great animal lover with respect for all living things-if it was a spider it would have been toast- but rather, just beacuse it was something that stood out in my day. that's all.