I can think of two things but sadly, I’m not sure either one really counts.
A few days ago, cycling to the store, I realized I had forgotten to take a bike lock. This happened after I had re-twisted the ankle I’d only just started to walk on again, so cycling back to get it would have been painful. I had also been involved in a dog fight that day, it was late, and I still had to bake an elaborate birthday cake before falling into bed. I was about ready to cry. I didn’t cry. Instead, I asked a lady to watch my bike. She declined – aggressively – , and I tried another lady. This second one agreed immediately. Grateful, I bought her chocolates. They were pretty expensive, but instead of being an act of kindness, I’d say it could be better described as retribution. She was thrilled, nonetheless.
The second action was rather unpleasant…relatives of mine recently adopted a three-year-old labrador cross. This dog was untrained and barely socialised. When I saw him for the first time, I noticed several warning signs, and alarm bells started ringing. The dog had already started to aggressively guard his food and toys. When I met him, he was beginning to growl when he was touched unexpectedly, as well as mouth forearms. The family has four children, two of them under eight. Needless to say, I was less than enthusiastic. I consulted the professional dog trainer I work for, and she concurred. So, two days ago, I paid them a visit and urged them to return the dog. It was a very difficult conversation. The dog is gone now, and he is being missed. Still, I am convinced I did the right thing there. It would have been a matter of time for this dog to get serious, and if he had hurt one of the children because I held back, I would have felt horrible.