Pigeon story
Posted in superdove, pigeons on November 19th, 2008One of the fun things about giving talks and interviews about my book has been hearing stories about pigeons from other people. Though we usually hear negative things about pigeons in the media, I’ve been surprised at how many people have had really positive experiences with them–whether it was taking care of their uncle’s homing pigeons, or finding a baby pigeon on the street and helping it. Here’s a little note I got from a reader with a lovely pigeon story:
Dear Ms Humphries,
I am reading Superdove with great pleasure….and have a pigeon story for you. I worked at an urban daycare center in Albany, New York in the early 1970’s. One cold winter morning a child brought in a wounded pigeon, which had a mangled foot and a puncture wound of some sort under its wing. We kept it warm in the kitchen for the day and I took it home that evening.
Before I went to bed I lifted it out of the box to clean its bedding, and set it on the floor some feet away where it watched me with bright eyes. I then sat on the laundry room floor with one hand dangling over my crossed ankles and just watched this lovely gray creature for a moment. Then it hopped on its one good foot over to me, right by my hand, leaned forward and stroked my hand three times. Then it hopped a few more steps and squatted under my knee.
The next morning it was lying dead in its box.
I have loved pigeons ever since, so thank you for writing this book.
Sincerely,
Barb Richsad
I’d love to hear more pigeon stories, good or bad!