SG-well other people should do it too. But they don't. Doesn't matter if its 'just' an insect (or mollusc, if we are being pedantic), I don't see why they should not have the right to continue to live, and not to be left to die slowly and in pain. Had to pick up a bee the other day that was struggling to get off the ground, and lift it back onto a rhododendron bush in somebody's garden, growing beside the fence. If I'd left her there, then it was very likely she would have met a grisly fate on the sole of someone's shoe.
I like animals, and whilst I will buy meat, and kill animals that are within the capability of my weapons to take down in order to eat them if I cannot afford meat from the shops, I abhor cruelty and modern farming practices. It makes me really, really fucking angry knowing how what I have to eat is treated, if I haven't gone and shot it myself. Likewise dairy cows being kept continually pregnant to provide milk until they are worn out, and discarded to be sent for slaughter, which again I drink, as I do not have an alternative means of acquiring milk; I can't produce it myself.
Don't bother suggesting soy milk etc., its nasty. Tried it, when my lactose intolerant diseased cunt wipe of a former lodger was here, won't be trying it again.
But yes, I will go far out of my way to rescue trapped insects in the house, or elsewhere, and trapped, sick or injured larger animals I take in and rehabilitate whenever, and wherever I find them. I've had to dive into the road before to rescue a small bird that had seemingly flown into a solid object and stunned itself before a car would have hit it.
Had another incident with a little bird that something similar had happened to, flown into a bus shelter and knocked itself senseless, although still alive. As I soon found out, otherwise unharmed, or at least not seriously enough to impair it, once it had recovered from the impact. I'd scooped the little fella up off the pavement and tucked it up the softly-lined sleeve of my leather trenchcoat on my way to my doctor appointment. The bird, a sparrow, woke up mid-way through said appointment and went flying round his surgery like a maniac. Absolutely hilarious. Thankfully my doc saw the funny side of it, and whilst he did tell me not to bring animals with me to my appointments, he did seem to realize that I could not just have walked on by and left it where someone might not see it, or some abhuman piece of trash could even have deliberately stamped on it.
God help the bastard I ever find engaging in deliberate cruelty or neglect of an animal, because I damn well won't. That sort of 'person' sadly does exist. And all too commonly. Luckily for them continuing to be able to walk and eat solid food for the rest of their natural lives, its not something I often come across personally; but if I do, its something that will make immediately and unmistakeably clear that I can have far less regard for a human life than I would for the mistreated creature; as the injuries inflicted in punishment for such an offense are the kind that leaves the recipient crippled permanently.
I've ended up at various times with all sorts of unusual and interesting pets, such as a rook/raven (not sure which) that had been shot out of a tree, various other small to medium sized birds, lizards, even a baby hedgehog I found in a back alley as winter began to bite, poor wee mite was too small and had insufficient fat reserves to survive hibernation, so was taken in and kept awake throughout the winter, and of course had its needs seen to. Lovely little creature, cute as anything.
