Driving to work today, I saw a little sparrow frantically flapping its wings in the middle of the road, obviously injured. I pulled over and waved my hands in front of car about to run over it. Then I scooped it up and drove with it to the nearest vet, which happened to be this one. It was 8:15, and they did not open until nine, so I left it in pile of leaves and decided to call thm when I got to work. Well, I just called them, and they informed me that they did not take care of wild animals, and that in any case it was not still there (this without bothering to go outside and check). For all I know it was still there, suffering and they could care less. I don't know, I kind of though that people who were trained to care for animals might have some compassion for one of God's creatures, even though it is an orphan without an owner to pay its vet bills, or to at least get it to an organization willing to care for it. I won't ever use this vet.