Ok that may be a bit harsh but I can't get past the fact that on our morning walk, while deeply engrossed in the final chapter of A New Earth, I smushed a sweet brown garden snail with my shoe.
99.9% of the time I am scanning the streets and sidewalks for them in case they may be underfoot of other pedestrians or car tires. Due to the cold temps and drizzle in the last week I've probably displaced 6 snails a day (making sure to point them in the direction they were already headed).
And today I failed.
I'm sorry little guy. I won't let this happen again.