This morning, when I was going to work, I noticed that something hit the front of my car. After I went a few meters further, I looked in the rear view mirror and saw a bird in the middle of the road. I stopped immediately, got out, and went to that little bird. I picked it up off the ground and, like a doctor, I examined it carefully. It wasn't hurt, but it was a little dizzy. I wished that I had a bottle of Acetaminophen syrup to give it for the pain, but sadly, I didn't have any. I put the bird in the shade of a tree beside the road. That place was cool and comfortable, but I was worried that there might be cats nearby. I just prayed that there were no cats around, and I left the bird there. I was faultless in that accident. It was the bird's fault for failing to see something as big as the car moving down the road.