As I was leaving the vet's office this morning to do my career options job shadowing, I came across a wounded bird. And a boattail grackle trying to eat the wounded bird. Or at least step on it...pretty sure eating was somewhere on that grackle's mind. I started to pull away but didn't want the wounded bird's death on my hands...so I got out of my car, went back inside and told the vet clinic. They don't do birds though, so the grackle got lunch....hahahahha, just kidding. They don't do birds but they called a "bird rehab center" to come pick the wounded bird up.