A Visitor. August 4, 2010
Posted by littlebangtheory in Love and Death.Tags: Mr. Cat, pigeon
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What’s this, perched on my open trunk lid?
Why, it’s a pigeon! We don’t see many of those out here in the country… especially handsome, elegant ones like this:
Better get Mr. Cat into the house, he’s licking his chops.
“Did you say, ‘Cat??'”
Yes, I think, whisking Mr. Cat into the house.
“Thanks a lot, Pal!”
Cute! That *is* an elegant pigeon, by golly!
Ha! It’s all perspective, isn’t it? In the city, they’re considered rats with wings. Here they are shiny and exotic. And that cat thinks it just looks like lunch!
This one was double-banded, obviously not an alley-variety flying rat. Very comfortable around a stranger (me,) so I’m guessing it’s a racing or homing bird.
Thanks for commenting. 😉
Have you ever heard young pigeons have a white area above their beaks? This one is a very handsome specimen but the cat’s nice too (don’t want to play favorites).
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