I'm a psychiatrist. I have seen more than my share of cruelty and insensitivity and pure evil. But what I came home to today tops it off. I got home from working a 12 hour shift in the emergency room and opened my garage door to check on and feed my pigeons (I've built a temporary large cage in my garage to quaratine these 3 for a month before introducing them to CoyoteJoe's loft.) There was a horrible gasoline smell which is not usual for my garage. When I got to their cage, I noticed their water was bright red...at first I thought it was blood, but none of them seemed to be injured, just very skittish. Paloma was vomiting. I called my mom (who had spent the night upstairs in my apartment), and she said she checked on them this morning and thought it was odd because the heat lamp was unplugged...so she plugged it back in but didn't turn on the light so she didn't notice the red water. She had noticed the smell. And it dawned on me that someone had broken in. And unplugged the heat lamp. And they had taken fuel stabilizer for my scooter and dumped it in my pigeons' water and in their food. Paloma and Harlequin had clearly been standing in it because their feet were bright red. Harlequin's chest was spattered with it. Maggie, the baby seemed to have avoided contacting it somehow. Nothing was stolen. Nothing else was damaged or destroyed. I rushed the three to the vet before calling the police. So far they're ok. They've been bathed and have gotten a g.i. protectant. Will just see how they're respiratory status is because the fumes were very strong. The only person (besides my good friends and my mom) who knew the pigeons were in my garage was a sweet elderly lady next door to me who has lovebirds and cockatiels. It seems like someone broke-in (either to case the place or vandalize...unfortunately happens fairly frequently around here) and just decided to have pure evil "fun." I can't even begin to make any sense of this. It is SO sick.