I just saved a pheasant's life.
Although it's probably more accurate to say that I spared his life. He wasn't in any danger that he needed to be saved from, except from me and the car I was driving at the time of the incident.
Actually, perhaps spared is a bit too grand a word to describe the fact that I applied my right foot to the middle pedal with sufficient speed and force to prevent a collision between the desperate-looking pheasant and my dirty-red car.
Either way, I don't remember hearing a squawk of thanks. Honestly, pheasants today, eh?
In the event, he decided to stop by the side of the road and let me go on my way before he continued his own journey. Perhaps I had nothing to do with it after all.
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