Have you ever protected a non-human animal from one of your pets, or another person?

I rescued a young sparrow that my cat had caught. The bird was injured, but not badly. My father helped me fix up a little cage. I fed the little bird and cared for it for about ten days, until it seemed ready to fly again.

We took it outside, and I let it perch on my finger. My father took a picture. It fluttered a bit and then took off for a short flight and returned to me. A second time it left and came back. The third time, it sailed higher and was gone. I was happy and a little bit sad.

I was about ten.

My niece was squishing a kitten into a scratching post. I told her to stop. My sister came running in and told her that it would take something serious for me to order someone to stop something.

At the time It would take something serious to get me to complain or stand up for myself.

I saved a spider my cat was pawing at.

Does that count?

I regularly save bluebirds from predators and interlopers trying to take their box.
A couple of years ago I saved my fish from a mink that had invaded my pond and began taking the fish out and killing them.

Many times. My old dogs are finally accepring the ferals I’m helping. :)

A single word from me and the dog would not kill the cat.

Countless times. Birds, turtles, Red f salamanders, fish, etc.
It is second nature when you live in an area full of natures gifts.

@kritiper Yes but they don’t always stick to the rules I laid out. Dogs in fenced yard, cats anywhere but that portion of the property haha!

Yes, quite a few times.

A pre-teen boy was wearing roller skates to walk his dog. Gee, what could possibly go wrong with such a safe and well-considered situation?

As you might expect, the dog pulled on its leash and caused the boy to fall. The boy got up and reared his arm back to hit the dog.

I was standing closeby, so I yelled, “DON’T YOU DARE,” in my harshest tone of voice. Then, I told the boy that he’s never, ever to hit any animal, followed by a lecture about the danger and stupidity of walking a dog while wearing roller skates. I told him that it was his own fault he’d toppled, and don’t try to blame the dog. The kid did look properly chastised and ashamed.

The most amazing part of this story—the boy’s mother was walking beside him. She had permitted the whole situation, and she ignored me as I disciplined her child.

I’m privileged to say, always.