Originally Posted by Teresa
My name is Sammy, Sammy Tarheel.
I was found at 3 weeks of age, suffering from PMV and head trauma. The vet said that if I survived I would be unreleaseable, so my finder adopted me in your name and asked for your protection for me.
My life has hung in the balance since October, but I'm getting better. Today I spoke my adult voice for the first time, and even picked up a few seeds by myself. I hope to be able to fly one day.
I'm nothing much, no prize pigeon. But I'm a happy chappy and I am loved.
Thank you for looking after me, and I hope your example and Linda's will continue to inspire others to pick up little scraps like me and give them a second chance.
Lots of love,
Hi Sammy, Your letter really choked me up
You ARE a prize pigeon and don't let anyone tell you different! Grow strong little guy.