Actually, quite the contrary. The rat, though once trapped beneath the land of the living, saw a light above his head. He went toward that light. He saw a narrow, narrow way. It was his only way out. He thought, perhaps I can not do this. Perhaps it was not meant for me to live free.

His heart then grasped a word. A word of hope. He believed he had nothing to lose. He poked his head through that narrow way. Behold, it was nearly crushing. Yet, he was somehow able to inch by inch, moment by moment, proceed. His face was nearly free! He could see others walking by! He wanted to join such a fantastic world!

He pawed his claws, it was coming easier now. He pulled himself up from his prison of darkness. All he has left to do, is take in the breathtaking view, thank his Creator, and scurry down the lane. Quite inspiring, when I think about the journey and the courage and the faith that rat most certainly possesses. What a rat indeed.

So that photo reminds me to never give up! You can be free Lightbulb7Seven!