I often pick up earthworms that for some reason are lying on the pavement - I suspect dropped by birds. I need to find a twig or something though - don’t like using fingers!
Dd1 evidently started the way she meant to go on - at 2 after I’d left her with MiL for a while, she came and showed me a very dried up worm in her hand. ‘Just look at this poor ickle worm Mummy - isn’t it sad?’
Much later, in her 20s, she had an Italian boyfriend who would get exasperated by her need to rescue wasps and other insects from swimming pools.
‘Maybe he want to suicide himself!’ 😂