Our pigeon is outside. Tommy takes bird food (after she fed us, of course) and fresh water out to the birds. Every other bird flies away except the pigeon. It kinda lingers. Walks close to Tommy and then backs up. Tommy puts some food on the ground. And the pigeon knows where the gettin' is good--and kinda comes closer. Tommy sees his face and more of his colors. Yep, a pigeon-with black and white feathers and speckles. What's strange is--this the ONLY pigeon we've ever seen in our yard. Tommy and the pigeon look at each other. And of course, the pigeon is just inches away and Tommy does NOT have that stupid camera! The one time she does need it...and NO. Maybe tomorrow.
Yea. We just yawn or sneeze and Tommy's all up in our Fancy Feast. This is my "OK, I"ll look at you, but not being the all cute kitty look your want-you gotta work for it" pose.
Humans, of course, we gotta keep em.