A month or so ago, the pigeons did get a little out of hand. There were three roosting pairs down in our little space outside my studio. The most interesting was an extraordinary little guy who showed up one day, no idea from where, & adopted himself into one of the nests. My Personality! My neighbor & I marveled at his moxie, & the generosity of the pigeon parents who took him in. Then came the great purge & most of the pigeons were evicted. The last few days, the fostered pigeon was back, full grown but still with his big confident personality. He totally engaged with me, like I have never seen a pigeon do before. I can't explain this, but he was clearly reminding me of who he was & wanting me to know he was thriving. I wondered for a minute if he was a crow rather than a pigeon, not only because he was all black but because of his fearlessness. He's gone now but I hope he comes back.
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