You saved an ant. I saved a moth - sort of. Now an old man, I can still be silly when I'm alone. I recently found a moth fluttering on the hall floor in a corner. It was stuck in a web and the spider was doing its best to wrap it up for a later lunch. With no one around I said to the moth, "Hold on, Mothy, I'll save you!"

I gently pulled it from the web and stepped out to the back porch. I released it, saying, "Fly away, Mothy! You're free! You're free!"

And the moth did fly! Right into a spider web on the top part of a window. Well, I can take a hint. Our god surely wanted that moth DEAD!