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June 13, 2005
How Debbie and I saved a pigeon
Okay, this is a true story. On Friday morning, there was a pigeon sitting on the street in front of my house. I thought it was odd, but went about my business, and went to the store. When I came back the pigeon was gone, and I figured end of story. As I pulled into my driveway however I realized I was wrong. The pigeon was now sitting on my front stoop. I figured he would fly away as I approached but I was wrong (again). He just kind of hopped away. It was then that I realized two things. The first was, there was something wrong with the bird, and the second, he was a homing pigeon. He had bands on his legs, which I recognized.
The bird hopped away, and came to rest on my front lawn. I felt bad, because we have a couple of cats that patrol our neighborhood, and I figured if one of these cats decided to patrol my house, there would be one less pigeon in the world. So...I went and got Debbie, and we cornered the bird, and Debbie picked him up, and we placed him in a box. So, now I have this bird, and I am supposed to do what with him? I call my vet, and quickly explain the story. The receptionist gives me the phone number for a wildlife association, which I call. I get a pre-recorded message, that basically tells me nothing.
Meanwhile, Debbie has given the bird some water and birdseed, and I am figuring I am screwed. So, I decide to go online. After searching for a few minutes, I find the following site. Debbie and I pickup the bird and read the bands. I quickly learn that the pigeon was born in 2005 and is part of the “Islip Homing Club”. I call the phone number and to my surprise a very nice gentleman answers. I give him the story, and details from the birds band. After a few minutes, he gives me the number of the owner. Turns out the bird is owned by a guy named Cliff, who lives about 1 mile away from me. I call him, and surprise number 2, the guy is home. Well, 10 minutes later Cliff is at my house. He tells me the bird has been missing for a couple of days, and had been chased off by a hawk, as Cliff was training him. He told me the bird was okay, just very tired and very hungry. He thanked us, and took the bird home.
And, that my friends is how Debbie and I saved a pigeon.
Posted by pmadsen at June 13, 2005 08:41 PM
Comments
Making the world safe for the wee creatures one rat of the sky at a time.
I must admit I would have hesitated to call 'cause, hey, free pigeon.
Posted by: Dan at June 14, 2005 12:36 PM
