On a rainy day, I left my friend Susie's place to go home. When I opened the front door to Susie's apartment, I noticed a lost snail stuck to her Welcome Mat. It was obvious this snail was struggling to reach the moist, wet mud a few inches away. I thought for a moment how tough of a struggle the few inches would be for the small, slow snail. I also contemplated my role in the snail's survival, I could simply pick him up and place in the sludge that he calls home, or I could leave his journey to Mother Nature and be on my way...

I decided that since I have been witness to the snails hardship it is my civic duty to help another creature out. I picked the snail up and placed it in the gooey mud. I felt proud of my random act of kindness. I did what likely no other human being would ever do...I saved a Snail!

I turned proudly to be on my way when I heard a CRUNCH under my foot. I did the unimaginable...After I had painstakenly struggled over whether or not to save the snail, I turned around and stepped on another one. My good deed was instantly erased...I have saved a snail, and I have killed a snail!...I wonder, was that Mother Nature's way of compensating for my interference? 

*****Either way I, alone, laughed the whole way home!***************