Perseverance

I ran across this little (and I do mean little) guy on the way to the mailbox.  He had somehow gotten himself into a perilous position and was most definitely headed for trouble, albeit slowly.  I gently removed him to safer ground and left him negotiating his new space.  I'm not usually enamored of snails but he was only about 1/2 inch long and so I immediately fell in love with him and so we bonded (at least I did).  I was tempted to give him a name and a new home, but I don't know anything about snail care and ended up deciding he was much better off in his natural environment.  I hope he does well.