How some of life's stories end
Oct. 2nd, 2006 09:31 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
I said not long ago that we have a pigeon chick in the garden. Well, I should say had, because it's dead.
I found it at the entrance to the cellar, a few steps down from floor level, where it probably wanted to hide from last night's stormy deluge. It still looks unhurt, so no cat got at it. I think it either drowned, or was sick to begin with.
It never learned to fly.
I found it at the entrance to the cellar, a few steps down from floor level, where it probably wanted to hide from last night's stormy deluge. It still looks unhurt, so no cat got at it. I think it either drowned, or was sick to begin with.
It never learned to fly.
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Date: 2006-10-02 01:12 pm (UTC)