Today I noticed a blue-jay near my window. When I opened the blue shear curtain to take a picture, I scared him away…but then noticed a small field mouse that he had been picking on. It was huddled into a tight ball until the jay retreated, then he straightened out and trembled furiously.
He hopped a couple of times and fell over often.
I felt such a compassion for the poor creature and wanted to do something…yet knowing that any interference on my part would not benefit….He is now sitting still against the wooden border of the house where the butterfly bush is.
I've no idea where the Jay is now…or why it was picking on the field mouse in the first place.
I am saddened by my witness of such violence at my peaceful window this rainy morning...and
once again I am reminded of how all creatures must suffer upon this earth...because of us.