A story of my hearts pigeon

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Matilda asked me to post the pigeon of my hearts' story so here it is.

It was about 5 days after my 10th birthday and my mom asked me to help her clean out the eavs, and because we all know thats what 10 year olds looove to do i grumbled and followed her outside. About 5 minutes into her pulling down the weird metal plate things that make up the eavs, she yelps and steps backwards, then turns around and in her arm that she had catching the stuff that fell was a fat bald bird, it was sooo ugly yet so cute! she looked up in the remaining eav and pulled out a second one. she told me to put them in the bushes or something, but i yelled at her and went inside to call a rehabilitation center, but every place i could find was full or didn't care much for pigeons. so i begged my mum to let me keep them, figuring they would just die in a couple days, she said yes as long as i did absolutely everything for them, i couldnt ask for any help from family or friends. so i got to work, got them all cuddled up in a towel in a empty tank and googled pigeons for 3 hours. The 2 youngsters were around 4-5 days old and seemed tottaly fine with life even though thier lives where just turned upside down. after i got the kaytee exstract and syringe, i set to work, i figured out how to open thier mouths and put some formular down thier throats with the tube. they LOVED it, they flapped thier wings and chirped and gobbled up alot every time i fed them. a week went by and my mom was just amazed that they were so healthy. but one night my cat got into the tank and took the little girl (Pigey) out and tried to run off but my mom caught him, unfortunatly the next day when i got back from church i came home to a distraught brother and a dead baby sister in the corner of the tank. i cried for her and cuddled with my remaining little friend who i named jack. after that me and him were very close, it was cute, i would tie one of my moms bra around my waist and he would sit in one of the cups and go everywhere with me. if i took him out and put him on the floor, he would follow me and squeak until i was holding him again. i remember one day me and him where in my back yard walking around when a female pigeon came and started trying to play with him and he was terrified of her but after some time they became friends and would sit next to each other on the roof when i couldnt hold him. igave him flying exersises and he learned how to fly but he only used that skill to stalk me (hehe). i would put him on my back porch and run to the store down the street and he would go from house to house following me then would jump me outa no where, one time he even flew into the store and scared everyon in thier, it was funny and they never got mad at me it was so cute and people in my neighborhood called me pigeon girl since he was always on my shoulder. i was young and didnt understand that he really liked me, i thought it wasnt perminant. i would put him outside at night sometimes so he would get use to it.. i want to cry when i think about it, he would scream and fly into my bedroom window repeatedly, and when i let him in he like held on to me with his claws and would cuddle to me. and yet i was so stupid, when we went camping one weekend my mom and dad said he would be fine to sleep outside and i didnt want to keep him in his tank for 2 days! (they would not let me take him). so i left him thier outside with a bowl of food and a dish of water. and when we started driving away he hopped from house to house then started flying after us. i told my parents to stop the car but they said hed go right back home. i dont know how far he followed us, but he never got back home. i cryed for 3 days until my dad yelled at me to get over it. i regret it almost every night and lol geez im crying just writing this, its hard knowing i caused the death of my best friend, and i know he dint find a new home and is alive right now because hw as only about a month old and was tottaly clueless, wouldnt sleep outside for his life. but everything happens for a reason so i guess it was inevitable and i learned from my mistake. since then i have sucessfuly raised a baby squirrel, robins, sparrows, and currently 2 young pigeons. i really miss him and will always remember him. i have some pictured of him and might post them tomorrow if ya guys want me to. thanks for reading the story about me and jack best buds for life