Saturday, 27 September 2008

Pigeon trauma on the avenue

Arriving home from the local shops, I was accosted by a woman who asked if I was any good at dispatching pigeons. Odd request, you might think...

Turns out that she had nearly driven over a pigeon which had earlier (presumably) been hit by another car. She was flapping somewhat about how to help it and shooing a neighbour's cat away from getting it. The bird itself was looking pretty badly damaged in both wing and leg.

A near neighbour was trying to raise the cat's owner to get it taken in. My first thought (fortunately unspoken) was that it might be best just to let the cat have its way with the bird. after all, the RSPCA (which the two ladies wanted to call) were highly unlikely to be interested in doing anything.

Help came in the form of our elderly neighbour across the road, Mr J, who volunteered to take the bird away and kill it. According to the other neighbour, he was the perfect person to do it because he was a fisherman...

I swear every time I've looked out of the window since today, the cat has been sitting there, looking disgruntled and glaring at anyone who happened to pass.

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