true pigeon story

I was going on an errand and for snorts and giggles I took along a
basket of pigeons to release and let them fly home. I had a bunch of homers
and I accidentally included a dropper ( a fancy pigeon) in the crate. This
dropper had never flown anywhere except in circles over the coop. When I
released the birds I saw a bird fall out of the flock and then I realized
which bird it was. I was certain that this pigeon was not going to be able
to fly home from there(it was about seven miles from home) and I figured the
bird was a sure loss. I was sad because it was my fault that this poor bird
was lost and alone. I saw the bird on top of a telephone pole, and I walked
over to it and tried to call it down to me, but it wouldn't budge. I went
home, and my mood kinda lousy after that. This morning, I decided to try
again to find and return the bird home, since I was going to be in the same
area in the morning. This morning I went on my errand, and I released four
homers, and then I saw another bird join my four birds as they circled
overhead. It was reddish brown and white, and it was my dropper from the day
before. The birds went through the same routine again as yesterday, which
was the dropper flew with them for a minute and fell behindand was left
behind, but the thing was I had located my bird. I went over to where this
bird was sitting on a telephone pole(not more than 100 yards from where she
was the day before when I left) and I started calling her to me and
whistling. After a few minutes. she flew across the street to a closer pole,
then a few more minutes and she flew to a wire below her, which brought her
closer to me. I had my arms out like a scarecrow as traffic roared by at 35
miles per hour, and the bird fluttered off the wire and came right down and
landed on top of my head. She made a slight scratch in my forehead when she
tried to get her footing to perch on my head, but she was there. I took hold
of her and brought her home, hungry and a little thinner, but safe and
sound. I thought it was a cool story, and it is 100 % true.Best wishes to
all, and Happy Halloween. Mike.

Hi

Glad to hear your baby was returned to you, safe and sound!
Look at who you put in the basket next time :-)


....Fran...

On Fri, 31 Oct 2003 13:28:48 -0500, "MikeTheBike9"
<mikethebike DeleteThis @home.com> wrote:

> I was going on an errand and for snorts and giggles I took along a
>basket of pigeons to release and let them fly home. I had a bunch of homers
>and I accidentally included a dropper ( a fancy pigeon) in the crate. This
>dropper had never flown anywhere except in circles over the coop. When I
>released the birds I saw a bird fall out of the flock and then I realized
>which bird it was. I was certain that this pigeon was not going to be able
>to fly home from there(it was about seven miles from home) and I figured the
>bird was a sure loss. I was sad because it was my fault that this poor bird
>was lost and alone. I saw the bird on top of a telephone pole, and I walked
>over to it and tried to call it down to me, but it wouldn't budge. I went
>home, and my mood kinda lousy after that. This morning, I decided to try
>again to find and return the bird home, since I was going to be in the same
>area in the morning. This morning I went on my errand, and I released four
>homers, and then I saw another bird join my four birds as they circled
>overhead. It was reddish brown and white, and it was my dropper from the day
>before. The birds went through the same routine again as yesterday, which
>was the dropper flew with them for a minute and fell behindand was left
>behind, but the thing was I had located my bird. I went over to where this
>bird was sitting on a telephone pole(not more than 100 yards from where she
>was the day before when I left) and I started calling her to me and
>whistling. After a few minutes. she flew across the street to a closer pole,
>then a few more minutes and she flew to a wire below her, which brought her
>closer to me. I had my arms out like a scarecrow as traffic roared by at 35
>miles per hour, and the bird fluttered off the wire and came right down and
>landed on top of my head. She made a slight scratch in my forehead when she
>tried to get her footing to perch on my head, but she was there. I took hold
>of her and brought her home, hungry and a little thinner, but safe and
>sound. I thought it was a cool story, and it is 100 % true.Best wishes to
>all, and Happy Halloween. Mike.
>