Pidwigeon

Well we thought the baby pigeon had survived...and we were right.

But.

I arrived home this evening to find Pidwigeon at the back door, tweeting plaintively. He was in the same position he had been in after Syd had attacked.

He seemed in good spirits, just a bit hungry and not in the least bit scared of me and the kiddiwinks. He wasn't flying away, which worried me.

I locked Syd in the house and we watched from indoors as mummy or daddy pigeon flew down to feed Pidwigeon by regurgitating worms and such like.

When Dave arrived home we once again tried to get Pidwigeon protected by the parapet. He was strong enough to fly out of the box but he still wasn't flying up and away. So Dave donned gloves and lifted the bird up a step ladder and over into the sanctuary that should be safe. I think he also gave Pidwigeon a good talking to.

We peeped out of Ethan's bedroom window and saw parent pigeon feeding the baby again.

So who knows, maybe nature will take its course and maybe Pidgie will be gobbled up by either Sydney or Ginge (the neighbour's cat). But just maybe he might beat the odds.