Free Bird
I made a difference in the life of a bird today.
Not more than five minutes ago, actually.
I was walking home, and in a tree outside was something fluttering. I looked, and the bird was hanging by its foot from what looked to be yarn tangled in tree fibers. I ran inside, got scissors, and cut it down. It landed not exactly gracefully and was unable to fly because the leftover stuff attached to his foot was now also attached to a few branches on the ground. I cut most of the rest of the stuff off, and the bird took off, flying directly into the side of the building, falling down, and landing on the ground. I thought, uh oh, and ran back inside, dropped off the scissors, and got a pair of gloves, with which I intended to pick the bird up and take it into the grass. When I approached it, however, it managed to fly off into the sun.
Make a difference every day, right?