We were set to leave when I noticed a pigeon in our backyard. These were normal at our old home, but here they tend to have a flock pattern that keeps them mostly on our street or in our front yard – they kind of move from front yard to front yard following the sprinklers when they go off. Then, when all the sprinklers are done, they leave and go do whatever it is that pigeons do the rest of the day.
So, when I saw this pigeon in our yard, I did the first thing that came naturally – banged on the window to try to scare him away. It didn’t work. Jeremiah went outside with our dog, Patches, and the pigeon looked like it flew away from my vantage point. Jeremiah came in and told me: “I think that pigeon is really hurt, Mom.” I went outside with Sarah and found it laying facedown behind our garage, and it’s breathing was rapid. I didn’t know what to do (are there places that even treat sick pigeons??) so we did the only thing I could think of – pray for it. I prayed that it wouldn’t suffer and that God would help him out of this life easily and without pain.
When we arrived home from our little excursion, and the first thing the kids wanted to do was check on the pigeon. We head behind the garage and to my utter shock – it’s gone. I thought a cat got it, but the kids were overjoyed – “He flew away! He’s okay!”
Well, upon further examination, I found some little beady eyes staring at us from under a bouganvilla bush.
Meet “Lover” – the kids nickname, not mine. “Because he loves us!” Jeremiah said.
So, I guess we have a pigeon? Something is wrong with him, but he can walk away from us just fine. So we’re letting him hide out under the bush for now – thankfully Patches (our dog) couldn’t care less about him. I’m thankful he wasn’t dead when we got back home, only because we’ve had enough animals dying around here (our dog Prince two weeks ago, then my Dad’s dog died a week ago suddenly…it’s sad!)
Have you had any strange experiences with ‘wildlife’ lately? Join the conversation in the comments!
Wow. I’m impressed he was still alive. Usually a cat would find it’s way into that situation. Must have a broken wing or something. You can always call a vet and bring him in.
I actually remember the day I was proposing to my wife, I had dinner ready and was going to give her the ring right after dinner. She was outside in the nearby trees and was dealing with a scared bird. Think it hit a tree or something. She went on and on and on about the bird and here I am sweating bullets about to ask her to marry me and all she cared about was this friggin’ bird.
It eventually got its wind back and flew away thankfully.
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Argh, way to go Mr. Bird! Ruining your moment in the spotlight
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