My neighbor rescued a baby pigeon that fell out of its nest a month or so ago, and raised it in her flat. The birds mature extremely rapidly, and once he was big enough to fly, she started bringing him outside, into our backyard.
She calls him Crazy Duck. He's got the freedom to go wherever he wishes, and every day he disappears for hours at a time. But he always returns to one of his spots -- on a light fixture or in an earthen pot filled with dirt on her back porch -- and waits for her to appear to feed him.
He is the only pigeon we've ever seen out back. Around here, the pigeons seem to hang out on the sidewalks and telephone wires; doves live in the backyards. We've noticed Crazy Duck palling around with the doves, one small female seems to have possibly taken a fancy to him. (If so, it's mutual.)
That's all there is to this story, for now.
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