Darren Oakley-Martin
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Whilst on a birding walk on saturday, I happened across 2 dead swans on the river, a dead fox by the side of the road, and then no more than 50 metres further, a small twitching bundle of feathers in the middle of the road. I investigated and found an injured Robin. Already feeling rather melancholy I cupped it in my hands and inspected. The poor thing, (I think) had internal injuries and/ or broken bones, and was breathing heavily but now not moving. My first thought was to put the poor thing out of it's misery, but when a suitable place and blunt instrument was found, I just couldn't do it, so I lay it down in a quiet spot where I hoped it wouldn't suffer the further ignominy of being pecked to death by a Magpie, (sorry Magpie- lovers, I don't like 'em). I felt ripped in two- here I was impeding the role of nature but wishing to be humane. In the end I failed in both. What should I have done?