Okay here we go. This morning I was rummaging through my bedroom closets trying to find some decent clothes to wear. (No, I didn't find any pigeons there.) In the meantime while thinking about what I needed to find I looked outside to see what the weather was like. Right outside my bedroom window just a few feet away there's a large pine tree. And a fat grey pigeon was hopping about on one of the branches. "Well what do you know!" I thought. "A pigeon roast!"
Unfortunately my could-be-meal flew away. But then I saw something else. On the next branch was a bird's nest. And in the nest was another bird. Yes, I was staring at the mama-pigeon nesting nice and comfy in its nest. I felt kind of bad about thinking of making a meal of the papa-pigeon. (But for the record: I get my food only from the grocery store, so the pigeon was quite safe) And then I started thinking about the squirrels. They eat baby birds don't they? Or at least bird eggs. Not good.
Hmm. I'll try to get some pictures if can. Maybe not possible because I don't want to disturb the birds. Let's see how this all ends up.
Unfortunately my could-be-meal flew away. But then I saw something else. On the next branch was a bird's nest. And in the nest was another bird. Yes, I was staring at the mama-pigeon nesting nice and comfy in its nest. I felt kind of bad about thinking of making a meal of the papa-pigeon. (But for the record: I get my food only from the grocery store, so the pigeon was quite safe) And then I started thinking about the squirrels. They eat baby birds don't they? Or at least bird eggs. Not good.
Hmm. I'll try to get some pictures if can. Maybe not possible because I don't want to disturb the birds. Let's see how this all ends up.