Today my bike adventures led me to one of five stops, and this was for a baby raccoon that had fallen from a tree. I've never had a liking for these small rodents, but this one was huddled, staring at queen street as though it was going to kill him. There was a dead rat on the ground beside him and I can't even imagine how that came about. I hope the humane society hasn't put him down.
"If you were a reporter with your camera, and you're on a bridge and you see a person about to jump off - do you stop them? or do you take the picture?"