Saturday, October 28, 2006

Alas Poor Pigeon

Yesterday HS was sitting in our bedroom when he heard a bang and looked up and saw that some bird of prey crash into our window carrying a pigeon. They both dropped to the ground and by the time HS reached the back door downstairs the bird of prey had recovered its wits enough to fly away leaving the pigeon (now, alas, a carcass) on the floor behind him.

Just now when I went in there I noticed that you can see the outline of the hapless creature quite clearly on the glass - head, body and two legs. There is even a small white feather stuck to the glass.

... just thought I'd mention it.


Anonymous Anonymous said...

Alas poor bird of prey who lost its meal...

Sat Oct 28, 10:09:00 pm  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Good grief! How fast was that bird of prey flying? The poor thing must have been cheesed off when it regained its senses (and its dignity).

I once had a boobook owl (Ninox novaseelandiae bounce off the fly screen of my door. It sat on the verandah for a while, looking dazed. But they always look dazed. It preened itself briefly, then flew off silently.

Sun Oct 29, 03:21:00 am  
Blogger Patry Francis said...

Oh, so sad...

Sun Oct 29, 03:57:00 am  
Blogger Susan said...

All the little tragedies that go on around us every day!

Sun Oct 29, 04:27:00 am  
Blogger Adrian Benson said...

I assume that the window will remain unwashed until the story has been written.
A salutary reminder that time is short. In fact, don't forget: you writers out there only have three days left to write about your guilty pleasures in response to the October 1st post.

Sun Oct 29, 07:21:00 am  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Alas, poor Pigeon! I knew him, Clare, a bird

Of infinite jest, of most excellent fancy: he hath

Fed from my hand a thousand times; and now

‘Tis naught but a white ghostling on your glass.

There hangs a feather that I have kissed, I know

Not how oft. Where be his cooes now? His

Gambols? His songs? His splatters of excrement,

That were wont to set the statues in a roar?


Sun Oct 29, 07:01:00 pm  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Oh truly excellent, Marly (aka Pigeon Fancier) - I knew it was your voice. Love it.

As for the rest of the comments I am glad to see that the demise of the poor bird has been taken so much to heart (except for you, Aydin - you heartless soul(heh heh)). And yes, Adrian I am going to give the window cleaner strict instructions to work around the extremely touching momento until I have written a suitably moving tribute.

Sun Oct 29, 09:47:00 pm  

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