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there's always hope for pigeons...A While Ago i found a pigeon huddled up in the corner of the garden, trails of blood on the patio.
i was told the pigeon was shot and the wing was damaged. so i cleared out the old shed and put the pigeon in. i decided to name him "kenny". When i put him in i laid down some food and a drink,but the pigeon was too nervous to eat. as the days went on kenny seemed to get better and better,he started to eat more and started to take some sips out the drink bowl and after two weeks i was told kenny had flew away. when i heard that i knew i had done well to care for him ![]() i hope he is happy he can fly again and that i was there always for him ![]() |