While cycling in to work this morning I seen a small bird sitting in the middle of the street. I knew he was in trouble because he didn't attempt to move at all, even while I talked to him as I passed. He was directly in the path of an oncoming car, so I pointed to him in hopes it would make the driver avoid running him over. It worked.

Then I immediately turned around, set my bike down and walked over and cupped his little body up in my hands. Initially he offered no resistance, but as I walked to the side of the road he started to walk out of my hands, and then flew into a nearby tree. Yeah!