Weird me and fish thoughts

Weird me, on the way home from my appointment, saw a heron fly overhead from the bay clutching a fish. The fish was about six inches long maybe. And, my weird mind got the image of the fish's point of view from up in the air...out of the only home it's ever known, under the water...to high up in the air, flying over grass, cars, tall houses, never having seen those things before... feeling air on it's scales rather than water. How scary was that for the little fish?! Made me want to cry! And, trust me, I like fish....I'm not a vegan. Maybe fish don't have feelings or fears? : ( I wonder if it's okay to pray for a hard heart?