04/23/2026
Normally I would shoot it, but it is so desperate for water in this drought that it risks being seen just to get a drink. I must respect this little creature struggling to survive. Let it live today, but know that next time, its luck will run out.
"In the greenhouse, a flicker,
My hand to the gun, so quickly i want to pull the trigger.
But parched and desperate for a single drop,
It risked the open space around.
So live today, you thirsty little thief,
Tomorrow's mercy is beyond belief.
The gun waits still, the hunt's not done,
But today, you've won."