I saved a grasshopper this morning. I found it in my kitchen sink when I went to fill the kettle for my morning coffee. I nabbed it with a piece of paper towel, but when I went to shake it off outside, it wouldn't let go. So I just put the paper towel down on the deck railing and hoped the hopper would eventually hop off down onto the grass below because if it DIDN'T, I knew it might come to the attention of one of my two cats, which would it eat.
A few minutes later I looked outside to see the torkie nibbling away. Oh dear! Well at least that was a more useful fate than the hopper I squished last week because it pause right where I put foot down when stepping out the back door.