The pigeons arrived back at the farm last week. I never did fix those windows that they roost on and fly in and out of.
I know that many people don’t like pigeons. Especially people who live in cities.
I first came to know and like and admire pigeons when I worked at an animal hospital and we took a couple in that were injured. They shared a crate next to the dogs and cats and before they were ready to be released, they had built a nest from the newspaper at the bottom of the crate, and soon there were two baby pigeons.
Most of the wild birds that came into the hospital couldn’t live in captivity and died. But the pigeons thrived. The baby pigeons were the ugliest animals I’d ever seen, all gray and wrinkly with a tuft of feathers coming off the top of their heads.
Once the babies were old enough we set the pigeons free.
Pigeons have a very distinctive and noble silhouette. And, unlike some birds, the variations in their colors and markings are easy for most of us humans to see.
I don’t really know a lot about them, but now that pigeons are a part of the farm, I’m sure I’ll be learning more about them and will share it when I do.
I’m not sure if you know this but pigeon droppings are very hazardous to people. They can make people really sick. I’m not sure what building they’re flying into. Just wanted let you know in case you’re in the building a lot.