No one is born a pigeon fanatic. It’s like most other obsessions, you just don’t wake up one day and say, “Hey, I’m going to buy every snow globe I can find.” An unexpected event coos you into opening your heart to something a little crazy. For me, that was Pesto.
I was about to be on vacation for three weeks. I had to burn up two weeks of vacay in April so I wouldn’t lose it. My office had been sprouting newborn babies like crazy and I hadn’t been able to take any time off. I also had a four day conference to attend, which fell smack in the middle of my fourteen days. I have to admit, I was a little excited to have some much needed me time.
That’s when I met Denise. She had driven to our animal hospital with a baby bird she had rescued. There had been a sibling that didn’t make it. The babies had been rough housed out of the nest by neighborhood boys if I remember correctly. It was very obvious that the whole ordeal was very upsetting for Denise. My memory is a bit fuzzy here, because the minute I saw Pesto I wondered what in the hell is that?
Day One: Love At First Sight!
I assured her that we would check that little feathered alien out and give one of the wildlife rehabilitators a call. Everything would be fine and if she would leave her information we would gladly pass it on. In all of my eleven years, I had never seen a baby pigeon. Baby pigeons remain in the nest until they are thirty to sixty days old. They are full of feathers by then and closely resemble the adults, which is why immature pigeons are hardly ever seen.
That afternoon, our most seasoned rehaber stopped by to pick up that sad little bunch of feathers. She confirmed Denise’s suspicion, that he was indeed a pigeon. I started to hand over Denise’s information when the rehaber mentioned that she had her hands full with baby critters, so another rehaber would actually be taking the baby pigeon.
Now, I will tell you that everyone has a special talent when it comes to baby critters and everyone has something that will meet certain death if you try to play mommy dearest to that species. I can kill a baby bunny just by looking at it. BOOM! Dead! Kittens, I’m about 50/50. My true talent is in baby birds and occasionally puppies. The rehaber the pigeon was going to had a not so hot track record with baby birds.
“Um, you know. I’m on vacation for a bit. How about I take him?” I don’t know what came over me! I was about to have three weeks of me time and I just opened my big mouth. I’m not sure if it was because I was already forming a bound with the little guy, or maybe I felt like I owed it to Denise to make sure that this little one made it. Whatever it was, I was packing up supplies and taking home a scrappy eight day old baby pigeon.
A FACEBOOK LEGEND WAS BORN.
That is no exaggeration. I began frequent updates on the life and times of the little birdie… and still to this day, people ask me about him.
March 29, 2010
Melanie Moore tackles a new first. Baby pigeon. We’ll keep our fingers crossed and hope the orphaned bird gods are smiling on him.
March 31, 2010
About 10 days old. 140 grams. From what I understand is that we are entering a ‘growth spirt’ and soon I will not be able to mix pigeon formula fast enough to keep up.
April 1, 2010
April 2, 2010
Day 1 of vacation … woke up at 6:30 am Good news… pigeon gave me a bit of a scare last night, but seems to be full of himself and ready to go again. So at least that was a pleasant early morning surprise.
April 3, 2010
Reaches a new nerd status as she joins an online Pigeon Rescue group.
April 5, 2010
Has released the pigeons name, Pesto.
I’m sure you are asking yourself, “Pesto?” It was a name choice that does make us a little uncomfortable if anyone is making something with ‘pesto’ for dinner. I had actually considered naming him Ralphie those last days of that first week. I didn’t want to commit to a name to early and jinx his delicate pigeon soul. My new online pigeon friends in the help group were concerned about his patchy feather group. They suspected he had Trichomoniasis (aka The Canker!). They recommended checking his mouth and throat for ulcer-like lesions. This should be easy, because pigeons are compliant little birds. They also told me that cleaning his face during feedings should be easy, and if you take a gander at that photo above, it was quite apparent that my baby pigeon wasn’t having bath time.
I prepared myself with a penlight and began to delicate pry open that little beak. As I was just starting to make a little headway, I leaned closer into his face and Pesto wing slapped the shit out of me. It was the equivalent of a pimp’s bitch slap. Just one quick WHACK! Then he eye balled me with a look that said, ‘Try that shit again. I dare you to open my beak.’ I realized that he was no Ralpie. I named him from the Looney Tunes spoof on the Goodfellas called the Goodfeathers. Pesto Pigeon was based on Joe Pesci’s feisty character.
By April 7th, Pesto’s feather situation was starting to improve with his canker medication. Unfortunately, the food dreadlocks continued to be a problem for this messy child.
Pesto says, ” Holy crap! I have wings! I’m getting feathers! And I still have these awesome food dreadlocks! I feel so good I could wingslap someone!”
April 8th 2010
Have to stop obsessing about the appearance of pigeon poop.
Sadly on April 9th, I had to travel to the big city of Baltimore for the conference and leave Pesto behind. Toot volunteered to watch him while I was gone. I dropped him off and demonstrated how to use his ‘pigeon bottle’. I left some tiny seeds that I had been trying to get him to start eating and a shot glass. (You laugh, shot glasses are handy for teaching baby pigeons how to eat on their own.) I kissed him on his feathery head and cried every time I saw a pigeon in the big city.
And as all children do, they act up the minute you leave. Pesto decided he was going to self-wean. He went on bottle protest. He turned his nose up at seed. I almost had a stroke in fear that I would be planning a funeral when I got back to accommodate Pesto’s 139 Facebook followers.
Thank goodness that little booger started stuffing his face with seeds! Toot sent me this picture with an update that he had given up his hunger strike and was chowing down.
I was so glad to see that sassy little bird when I got back!
Photos from April 14, 2010
‘You talkin’ to me?’
Walking the beat.
Coming up on his one month birthday and he is the cutest damn thing on Earth!
April 14, 2010
Melanie Moore thinks Pesto has been outsmarting her. Sneaky, sneaky pigeon.
April 15, 2010
Have only three more days to make the pigeon independent enough to not have to commute with me on Monday to work. I can’t believe I survived almost three weeks without work.
April 18, 2010
Going to tell Pesto there’s no bedtime formula tonight. You are a big bird and you are scarfing down seeds. It’s time to be a big bird and drop the bottle act. We’ll see how this goes.
May 1, 2010
Trying to make Pesto more independent today. The results…. so-so.
May 2, 2010
I was so concerned about wee little Pesto spending time outside by himself… until I saw my poor helpless little pigeon beat the crap out of two cardinals this morning that came near his food.
May 6, 2010
So proud of Pesto. He was a big boy and slept on the porch last night!
May 7, 2010
I was pleasantly surprised when Pesto started ‘cooing’ today. Which he followed up by biting me.
“I see you in there!”
May 11, 2010
I was greeted with unfamiliar bird poop on the porch this afternoon. Could it be? Was Pesto inviting friends over?
May 12, 2010
Melanie Moore thinks her pigeon is a maniac.
The day of the maniac post, he was using the row of crepe myrtles in my yard like they were a flying obstacle course. It was hilarious. I knew we were all in trouble when he learned to fly a straight line, because he was FAST!
May 15, 2010
Will lecture Pesto this morning on the importance of not poking babysitter’s eyes out in my absence. It’s one day… you can behave like a big boy, I know it.
May 18, 2010
Melanie Moore believes she has found Pesto a roommate!
The seasoned wildlife rehaber stopped by work one day and asked, “Do you still have your little pigeon?”
“Pesto? Yes. He’s probably at home in some sort of trouble as we speak.”
“I have an adult pigeon with a foot injury. Would you be interested in caring for her?”
“Sure! It’s just the pigeon influence Pesto will need!”
May 19, 2010
After scrubbing down Pesto’s living quarters, I sat on the porch and watched him sifting through the grass. He was slowly joined by a dove, a cardinal, a sparrow and a grackle. I heard a mocking bird run through 7 different songs. It dawned on me, why do I pay for satellite when I have all of this for free. So DirectTV is officially no more at midnight.
May 21, 2010
The injured pigeon has arrived. Pesto can’t make up his mind if he should ignore her or treat her as if she is an alien. I hope my ‘ this is your time to return the pigeon in need good deed’ pep talk worked.
May 22, 2010
Francis, the new roommate. Hopefully Pesto will learn some pigeon traits from her while she’s camping out with us.
May 22, 2010
Pesto, at 9 weeks old. So handsome! Starting to get his flashy turquoise and purple feathers!
May 22, 2010
totally forgot to do a pigeon poop check before going to Food Lion.
Pesto loved taking showers in the drizzling rain, and so attentive to detail! Look at him washing those little pigeon pits!
May 25, 2010
is proud that Pesto has expressed interests in literature. When I try reading to myself, he sits right in the middle of my book. We have compromised, if I read aloud he will sit attentively on my knee. We both agree Eat, Pray, Love is turning out to be a great book.
May 26, 2010
Get Low and I were totally amazed that when we returned from our walk, Pesto was flying out above the field like a madman. Then we realized he was being chased by a hawk. Pesto eventually gave the hawk a run for his money, but it terrified all of us.
May 31, 2010
will be spending most of the day sitting in the yard with a coffee can full of rocks and a wooden spoon. Operation Scare The Hawk will be in full effect. He showed up again yesterday and raided a brown thrasher nest.
A sad fact of life is that hawks think pigeons are a true delicacy. When the hawk showed up near my house, the rumors in the neighborhood of me being a lunatic increase. No hawk was going to eat my little pigeon! Pesto spent nearly a week on lockdown on the porch and was not a happy camper because of it!
June 5, 2010
is hoping to be the proud owner of a very angry looking plastic owl before the day is out. Dammit, Pesto and I will reclaim the yard.
June 5, 2010
Finally found a plastic owl at Eastern Shore Outfitters. Pesto and I are heading out and taking back what’s ours.
June 7, 2010
The Sheriff. Restoring order to neighborhoods with unruly hawks.
June 7, 2010
Oh the picture to break a mother’s heart. Pesto won’t let me sit on ‘his chair’ but it seems that it’s just fine for Francis to share it with him.
June 11, 2010
found Pesto and Francis roosting beside each other, wing to wing last night. Hoping that maybe today I can get an okay for take off for Francis. Then, we’ll see what happens when the porch door is open and Francis is offered freedom.
June 11, 2010
I don’t want to overly alarm anyone, but Pesto is under the weather today. He has another trichomonias infection and he has roundworms. (Francis is likely a carrier of both.) I’m treating both of them now. Pesto ate much better tonight than he did this morning. Francis’ release has been delayed two weeks for deworming schedule, but foot checked out great.
June 12, 2010
Pesto Update: Last night before I went to bed, I checked on him and he coo’d and bit me for waking him up. His appetite seems improved this morning.
And for anyone wondering… when you deworm a pigeon… they do poop out worms like a dog.
June 13, 2010
Today, Pesto seems more like his feisty demanding self He ate his breakfast without too much fuss, and it seems that food is easier for him to swallow today. Although now it seems Francis is doing the ‘sore throat swallow’, so I guess it’s about to break bad in her today. Looks like I’ll be kissing pigeon butt to eat seeds and lettuce all day today too.
June 15, 2010
is happy to announce that Pesto zipped around the yard this morning. It’s the first time since Thursday that he has done any of his mad pigeon flying stunts.
June 17, 2010
is glad that Pesto seems to still be getting better. It’s hard to gauge his energy level, since the porch is on lockdown with Francis. PS I’m officially the crazy pigeon lady. Our household welcomes a third pigeon tonight. Younger than Pesto but fully feathered. (S)He’ll be isolated from Pesto & Francis until their medical problems are cleared up and we are certain the new one isn’t bringing any cooties to the table.
The new baby!
June 18, 2010
The 7 day countdown begins for the release of Francis! I’ve been smuggling Pesto off the porch for some much needed outdoor time, he’ll be relieved next Friday! The new baby is hanging in there. Working on getting the new one rehydrated and starting her on meals. Still touch and go with that one.
June 19, 2010
Pigeon update: Pesto and Francis are still hanging in there, patiently awaiting next weeks release. The wee little pigeon stopped eating again. After a session of sobbing in the floor, I collected myself and began to force feed him peas and corn. I’m just not sure about the outcome of this little guy.
June 22, 2010
Shamooki hates people… and she hates other cats … but she thinks the world of birds… and nobody better mess with her baby pigeon.
June 22, 2010
is glad baby pigeons can’t repeat what you say… such as ‘No, no, no, bad bird’ ‘Please just hold still for one second’ and ‘if you’d just take one minute and listen to what I’m telling you this would go a WHOLE lot smoother.’
June 23, 2010
packed Francis in a carrier last night and will be doing the same for Pesto shortly, so they can spend the day inside. I feel grey hairs sprouting up all over my head worrying about the temperatures on that porch.
Saturday morning, where are you?
June 24, 2010
is happy to announce the wee little pigeon has lived a week, and therefore is named. Charlotte Elisabeth.
June 25, 2010
Woohoo! The porch door will be opened tomorrow morning! Francis will be free to come and go as she pleases. Even if she comes back at night to roost, I figure that’s at least 14 hours less pigeon poop I have to clean up. I’ll be camera ready, so pictures will be posted.
June 26, 2010
Breakfast is out for Francis and Pesto, who both seem quite anxious this morning like they know what today is. Going to feed Charlotte Elizabeth, the dogs and the cat, walk the dogs, and get ready to open up the porch.
June 26, 2010
Pigeon release update: After an hour and a half of patiently waiting, Francis finally walked off the porch after several encouraging attempts from Pesto. They walked around the yard and grazed for about ten minutes together. At that time, something startled both birds. Pesto, of course, flew to me and Francis flew off. I’ll keep everyone posted if we have any Francis sitings during the day.
June 26, 2010
It seems someone we know has withdraws. I’ve spent most of my afternoon consoling a lonely pigeon.
June 27, 2010
Have had no Francis sitings. Pesto seems a little more cheerful this morning. Introduced him to Charlotte Elisabeth yesterday for a few minutes. At this point in time, he’s not interested in replacing Francis.
June 28, 2010
A second introduction of Charlotte Elisabeth to Pesto did not go so well. I brought her out on the porch so I could clean her carrier. It seemed Pesto was going to ignore her again, and then suddenly he decided he would chase her around the porch and try to beat her up. Apparently he is still not quite ready.
June 29, 2010
just walked outside to find Pesto doing the tight rope walk across the powerline.
June 29, 2010
gave Charlotte Elisabeth a bath today. The water part appeared to be frightening, but she loved the hair dryer.
June 30, 2010
stood in awe with her mouth wide open! I just got home and Pesto was nowhere to be found. I walked around the yard calling him when a tiny speck across Occohanock Neck Road flying at great speeds caught my eye. And I be damned, here comes Pesto. All proud of himself that he had been on an adventure this afternoon.
July 1, 2010
watched Pesto and Charlotte Elisabeth for about an hour as they tried to make friends. There is progress, but we are not quite 100% there. Charlotte weighed in today and has almost doubled her weight from 2 weeks ago. She’s GIGANTIC! Hopefully some Pesto and Charlotte photos to come.
July 10, 2010
will spend the day admiring the looks of two pigeons wandering around the yard together(yes, Charlotte is hot footing around now!) and scrubbing the porch down with bleach water. Pigeon raising is such a bitter-sweet experience.
July 20, 2010
working on the long list of pigeon rules and care for their babysitter. Hopefully he will survive caring for them while I’m gone on the Richmond Roadtrip.
Charlotte Elisabeth, starting to look like a real bird!
July 25, 2010
has returned from a wonderful road trip. However, yesterday the pigeons struck out on their own and did not return to roost last night. Charlotte showed up here right before I got back, but still no sign of Pesto.
July 25, 2010
I’m sad that I don’t know where Pesto is. Charlotte still seems exhausted and quite hungry. She has spent most of the afternoon eating or sleeping. Will keep all of Pesto’s followers updated.
July 26, 2010
PESTO IS HOME!!!! After 48 hours of being MIA he flew back in and he is not talking! So glad to have that feisty bird back in the yard!
THE TRUTH IS REVIELED ON FACEBOOK!
Message from Amanda Rogers on July 27, 2010
question..where about do u live?..bc my sis is workin up past morleys for kuzzins a tomato farm n she just sent me a pic of a pigeon sitting on her foot. she said he showed up last wk nis really friendly w ppl n tries to come inside..i thought of u..ill have her post the pic
July 27, 2010
Almost died laughing. Pesto is trying to go global, well, at least cover the neighborhood. I just found out that he’s been hanging out with Ashley Rogers Rosen at her work, which is about 2 – 3 miles from my house.
July 28, 2010
pulled a chair up to the side of the field and waited. I was so excited to see Pesto fly in now that I know which way he’s coming from. And I waited… and I waited … and I waited. Finally, an hour later, I came inside to take Get Low out… I come out … and there he is… that sneaky little pigeon.
July 29, 2010
wonders if Pesto knows I know. He’s out there pigging out on his dinner, I imagine it burns lots of calories to visit all of the neighbors. A little concerned about Charlotte, I haven’t seen her since yesterday afternoon.
July 30, 2010
is brewing a pot of coffee and is going to sit out in the yard. Will see pigeons flying in tonight…. okay… will try REALLY hard to see those sneaky devils flying in.
July 30, 2010
wins the crazy pigeon lady of the year award. Nominated because she spent the afternoon blow drying her pigeon on the front porch after his bath. I mean really, why else would they put an electric socket on the porch.
July 31, 2010
has realized that raising a pigeon is very much like reliving your youth through your mother’s shoes. At some point this evening, Pesto sneaked in, ate his dinner and headed back out to spend the night somewhere else without a word. Did spend about half an hour with Charlotte today. More turquoise feathers coming in, she’s beautiful.
August 1, 2010
Much like last Sunday, Charlotte showed up around noon, gobbled down lots of seeds, and then settled in to roost on the porch. She’s been out there snoozing for about an hour now. We don’t seem to be her full time home anymore, but I guess we are still the place to recover on Sundays.
August 2, 2010
I don’t think I’ll ever tire of seeing that bird flying home.
August 3, 2010
noticed this afternoon that Pesto smells like he’s been working on a car (expected since he spends a lot of time with the mechanics at Kunzzens) and old lady perfume (unexpected). I really think there is another piece to this puzzle.
August 4, 2010
watched the clock with worry tonight. “He’s late, he’s been coming back between 7:20 – 7:30.” A few minutes later I spot him, he comes in and zips right past me going straight for the porch. “No hello?” Right then, the sky opens up and a downpour starts. I suppose he was well aware he was racing the elements tonight.
August 5, 2010
Just when I thought that baby pigeon season was over. I made a fair trade with one of the wildlife rehabers, I traded her a laughing gull with a broken wing for two baby pigeons.
August 5, 2010
Pesto must have not watched the weather this morning before he ventured off to his daytime life. He didn’t make it home before the storm, so hopefully he found a dry place to camp out for the night.
August 6, 2010
with every introduction of a new baby pigeon, I realize how lucky I was that Pesto had the appetite of 30 pigeons, and didn’t care if it was his mother or McDonald’s, but wanted someone to fill his breakfast order this minute.
August 6, 2010
Around 5 pm, Pesto finally showed up to visit Ashley at her work. Hopefully, weather permitting, he will fly home this afternoon.
August 6, 2010
What a crazy pigeon day. Saw Charlotte this morning (the first time since Sunday), the baby pigeons are FINALLY eating, and Pesto has resurfaced leaving many of his friends asking ‘Just where does that pigeon go?’
The August Babies
August 8, 2010
finding out the wonderful thing about raising a pair of pigeons is they are content just to wing slap each other. Looks like I might make it through this without a black eye.
August 9, 2010
An oddity, Charlotte came home to roost tonight. I can’t remember the last time I saw her and Pesto camping out together. The babies are becoming more rambunctious. Who knew that pigeons were masters at headlocks. If all goes well, name release on Thursday.
August 10, 2010
Pesto is pulling an all-nighter … and it seems the sneaky devil talked Charlotte into coming home again tonight and posing in his sleeping perch. Imagine my surprise when I realized it wasn’t Pesto sitting there.
August 12, 2010
AND … the names are out! I’m so excited we have made it through the first week! Augustine is on your left, and Julien is to your right.
August 12, 2010
apparently the night Charlotte spent the night really ruffled Pesto’s feathers. He’s been spending the night down at Kuzzens hanging out with his mechanic buddies and Ashley.
August 13, 2010
just got back from dropping off some pigeon goodies to Ashley at Kuzzens. It appears Pesto is taking that up as his residence for the time being. As I was pulling out of the driveway, I felt someone staring at me. Up in the rafters of one of the buildings, I could see Charlotte, leaning down to get a good look at my car. That makes two sneaky pigeons.
August 13, 2010
just rec’d a pigeon update from Ashley. They have discovered a pair of eggs on a shelf in the garage where Pesto and Charlotte have been hanging out. There is great suspicion that the eggs belongs to them. I guess that would explain why Pesto was not coming home.
August 14, 2010
took some more pigeon food down to Ashley. We did visit with Pesto for a minute, where I lectured him on minding his manners and being polite. Before we left we made an interesting discovery, the pigeon I thought was Charlotte in the rafters yesterday, is not Charlotte at all. It seems that Pesto has picked a significant other ‘outside of our flock.’
August 15, 2010
raising a pair of pigeons is GREAT! They are eating seeds at barely 3 weeks. I just put some in their cage so they could get use to them being there. I come back later and they are all gone…. the kids are super competitive.
August 16, 2010
s sad… The baby piggies stuffed themselves with seeds and now their crops are suffering the consequences. Have been spending the afternoon doing frequent runny formula mixes w apples sauce and crop massages. Ug, I hope they feel better tomorrow.
For those of you following the Pesto drama, I’m expecting that we should know something on the eggs by August 28th.
August 17, 2010
Happy to report the baby piggies seem to be feeling better this morning. Back to being rotten little birds ( hopefully without rotten little crops.) I forgot the rule of pigeon raising, no matter how cute…. NEVER EVER believe what a pigeon tries to talk you in into.
August 17, 2010
Gus and Jules are ecstatic that I got them some teeny tiny seeds so they can got back to eating on their own like big pigeons. They are totally digging being independent. If I can get them cleaned up tomorrow, an updated picture will be posted. (Baby pigeons are COMPLETE SLOBS)
August 18, 2010
wonders why Jules and Gus thinks the best place to poop is in their water bowl.
August 19, 2010
Talk to me, coo to me, bow to me, listen to me. And I’ll teach to fly with me, and I will love you like no other. – Quote from pigeon website
August 20, 2010
I think that Jules and Gus wish to live in their carrier forever. They come running out to see me, to eat and then they go running right back in their carrier.
August 22, 2010
Gus and Jules – almost a month old. Gus is on your left, Jules to the right.
August 23, 2010
is a little concerned. Pesto came home tonight. I hope his eggs and significant other are okay.
August 24, 2010
People can tell me all they want that pigeons don’t understand English… but I’ll show you one that does.
August 24, 2010
I am sad to report I am not going to be a pigeon grandmother. Messaged w Ashley today and it seems Pesto and friend have not been sitting on the eggs… so I guess they were duds. It’s certainly nice to have Pesto back home, and he seems to be taking some parenting responsibilities with Gus and Jules.
From left to right, Pesto, Jules and Gus.
August 27, 2010
if the neighbors didn’t think I was a complete lunatic before now, that would have this morning. Pesto decided to join Get Low and I on our morning stroll. I looked down at that crazy pigeon strutting along beside us and said ‘This is absolutely ridiculous.’
August, 30, 2010
had an exhausting day. I don’t even feel like I had a day off yesterday. Highlight of the day, coming home to see Gus and Jules flying circles above the house. They are getting to be such big boys.
September 1, 2010
tried to have a sit down talk with the pigeons tonight about the upcoming weather and the possibility of a hurricane… since everyone was present tonight. Pesto continued to stuff his face, Charlotte ran around like a mad woman, and Gus and Jules groomed themselves. I think our chat went well.
September 2, 2010
Woo-hoo! I have four pigeons locked down on the porch! And to think they were accused of not listening yesterday!
September 3, 2010
heard from Ashley that a hawk was hanging out down at Kuzzen’s while Pesto was visiting today. As of her message at 3:20 p, Pesto was fine. Hopefully he steered clear. On another note, Gus and Jules did a magnificent five minute flying display this afternoon, though I fear one of them may need glasses.
September 5, 2010
One is the loneliest number even in pigeons. Gus took off with Charlotte this morning while Jules was stuffing his face. Now Jules is pouting on the porch he missed his chance for adventure.
September 7, 2010
smiles when all four pigeons come home at night. (It’s a circus, but entertaining all the same.)
September 8, 2010
Tonight is the first night my wee littles are camping out somewhere else. Pesto and Charlotte are here, but Gus and Jules have decided to spend the night out
September 11, 2010
Last night makes 3 nights since Gus and Jules have been home. I’m starting to wonder if maybe they headed back to their birth place.
September 16, 2010
is laughing at pigeons again. Ashley reports that one day this week she got to see Pesto, Jules, Gus … possibly Charlotte and a fifth mystery pigeons. They are seriously into flock numbers now.
September 18, 2010
CRAP! Pesto just sucker punched me in the eye!
September 26, 2010
thinks Emmy probably realized why no one goes to the big city with me anymore. It’s not the stores or the restaurants … it’s pigeons. I had my face glued to my window every time I saw them. “Look, pigeons! More pigeons! Pigeons flying! I see pigeons!”
The twins, hanging out on the roof.
September 30, 2010
just chatted with Pesto. He has stayed on the porch all day. I hope all his pigeon buddies are safe and dry wherever they are.
October 2, 2010
Mom picked up some pigeon food for me in Virginia Beach today. I wish I could have seen the look on the clerk’s face when mom was explaining to her that Pesto was a genius pigeon, not only could he read, he was bilingual… and he would know if she bought him the wrong pigeon food.
October 6, 2010
is upset with the chilly weather (for obvious reasons), I guess all of my pigeons are sticking together at night so they can huddle up and keep warm down at Kuzzens. It’s a tad bit lonely with no pigeons at all.
October 26, 2010
is very excited! I’m pedaling down to take Ashley some pigeon food and to see my pigeons tomorrow. I haven’t seen them in weeks since they took up winter residence down at Kuzzens. I’m so excited!
October 27, 2010
just got back from visiting Ashley and Pesto. He looks GREAT! He’s actually grown a little taller and he has packed on some winter weight. When I pulled up on my bike he was sitting in her lap and eating seeds. I’m so glad to see him happy. Thanks Ashley and all of Pesto’s Kuzzens buddies for taking such good care of him!
October 31, 2010
dreamed of Pesto last night. I wonder if he dreams of me.
By the end of October, I had to accept the fact that Pesto and the gang had become exactly what I wanted them to be, real pigeons. In the very beginning, when I joined the online pigeon help group, I got a lot of slack for not making him an indoor pet. I admit, the thought of him getting eaten by a hawk was beyond upsetting, but I could not deny Pesto his right to be an amazing and free bird. I look back now and can’t imagine him missing out on all the adventures he had, couped up in my house.
I still hear updates from time to time, I get questions from loyal fans regularly, and occasionally I even get a little empty nest syndrome. Would I love to cuddle up on the porch with him in my rocking chair, have him nibble my fingers, coo in my ear? Of course, but I wouldn’t trade it for him to have the life he has had, just as he has wanted it.
That’s right. My apron says, ‘I’m that crazy pigeon lady your mama warned you about.’