A little sweetie of a songbird left us today. I feel somewhere between sad and glad. Sad it had to be 'put down' graciously with the help of our local TORONTO WILDLIFE CENTRE and glad that we helped it when it needed some. Yesterday when I went to walk Pepper - a little tiny roundish "ball" was sitting on the sidewalk in front of our building. A set of sisters were standing nearby looking at it and I stopped {with Pepper off to one side}...and in the next second, a man stopped too. So there we all were and the little ball was a tiny, wee yellow breasted bird - clearly a baby too. It was sitting there surrounded by us giants, and was quiet. For a minute, none of us knew what to do. Finally, the man picked it up by its wing (not reccommended!) and put it in the small hedge near the sidewalk - where it would be safer. Then we all sort of went on. I made a mental note to check on it. Hours later that day, I came home with my daughter, we went towards the bush