On my way home from work tonight I spotted a female blackbird that had been hit by a car, it's wings were out, one at a funny angle and her legs were splayed and she was laying on her back. She was still alive but obviously in some distress.

I stopped and carried her off the road and laid her on the verge. It was obvious that she wasn't going to hop away. It was a horrible realisation that I knew I had to do something about it. I suppose I could have ridden past, but then I would have felt worse about it. I also could have left her on the verge, to suffer or be taken by a cat.

I did what I think is right. I'm sort of glad that I could do it. But am still sad about it.