A couple of mornings ago I was heading to a job in my work van driving from my house down our street toward the main road two blocks down.
I was in the second block when I saw ahead a dove walking down the road away from me. From experience I knew it would fly as I approached, but I slowed down anyway and warily watched to be sure.
Just before I got to the bird I slowed even more and I saw that it was a Homing Pigeon and had a band around each leg.
It was one of the most beautiful little birds I have ever seen and it just kept slowly walking along as if it was a normal event for it to be threatened by a big black plumber's van.
I stopped the van and watched for a moment and when I saw that it wasn't going to fly I got out to get a closer look and determine if the bird was hurt.
As I approached it warily walked off the road and around a bush in a yard.
I didn
I was in the second block when I saw ahead a dove walking down the road away from me. From experience I knew it would fly as I approached, but I slowed down anyway and warily watched to be sure.
Just before I got to the bird I slowed even more and I saw that it was a Homing Pigeon and had a band around each leg.
It was one of the most beautiful little birds I have ever seen and it just kept slowly walking along as if it was a normal event for it to be threatened by a big black plumber's van.
I stopped the van and watched for a moment and when I saw that it wasn't going to fly I got out to get a closer look and determine if the bird was hurt.
As I approached it warily walked off the road and around a bush in a yard.
I didn