I’m on an email list for a group called the New York City Pigeon Rescue (I’d wanted to write about them way back when). To this day I get cc’ed on email about pigeons needing rescue. Tonight there was one that needed help over by Grace Church, where I’ve been singing for almost 40 years (I’m a member of the Choral Society of Grace Church).
I took it as a sign, plus it’s not like I’m super busy or anything, AND, it would be nice to do something to help a creature who needed it. So I put on my face mask and headed over. He struggled a little bit when I transferred him to my carrier, but unfortunately he had died by the time I got home. So now I’m feeling sad. Poor little thing. I’m glad I tried though.
This is him. The very kind woman who had found him put him in a box with food and water.