Um...

[conuly]

She was turning soil, and uncovered a newborn mole. So she moved it to her compost.

And it didn't occur to her that the mama might not know where to find it now? Poor thing's probably dead. *sighs*

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[conuly]

So did I.

And *I* grew up in a city!

I also knew not to Ever Ever Ever bother a working dog, long before I'd ever seen a guide dog of any sort (not that they're the only kind of working dog, but they're the ones I was told about).

[apocalypsos.livejournal.com]

Oh, definitely. Yet another way some people bother me with animals ... every time I see someone who's not a small child trying to pet a working dog, I have to grit my teeth not to say anything.

Then again, dogs tend to spook me a little sometimes anyway. I once tried to pet my neighbor's dog and was reaching out my hand so it could get my scent first, and the stupid thing bit me. (Turned out it bit a lot and no one warned me.) I still have a long thin scar that goes halfway down my left index finger from where the bugger's teeth ripped my finger open. Urgh.

[conuly]

Well, guide dogs aren't on the job all the time. But yeah. I didn't even need to be told about avoiding working dogs because I'd already been told not to go near ANY dog without asking the owner first if it was okay. Basics, really.