Around 10:30 this morning, my older brother came into my room and told me that there was an injured, possibly dead bird on our driveway. It's one of those little small brown ones that look really cute. I went down to the driveway to check it out and the bird was dead. =( I picked it up, with gloves of course, and took it back to our backyard and burried him. It was such a sad sight. =( I figure the bird's wings were probably injured and couldn't fly to find food or he died of sickness or old age. Whatever it was, I hope he had a good life and is now at peace.