Pigeon Rescue
Yesterday’s good deed: I heard cooing outside the office late yesterday afternoon, and as I was leaving work, I saw a group of pigeons on the pavement, one of whom was clearly in trouble, with both feet tangled in thin black plastic string/tape (the sort sometimes used to close bin-bags). Its pals were watching over it. I nipped up to my flat (next door) for scissors and seed, and enlisted the help of a workman who’s doing stuff at our building. I distracted the bird with seed, and he grabbed it and held it, while I cut off and unwound the plastic string, which had wrapped around its toes and tied both of its little feet together. (This is how so many pigeons end up as Stumpies, with toes and feet missing.) Fortunately, it must have been v recent: no significant swelling, only minor abrasions, and the wee thing flew off happily afterwards, up on to a rooftop.












