Birds of a Feather....

So today, I didn't pollute the house.  Dad was really quite happy.

And we rescued (kind of) a little dove.  He was on our sidewalk when I took Dad for a walk. 


Pipsqueak in a bucket, prior to the Vet.

Dad took him to the vet, who called someone, who got in touch with him and said put him back.  That's what birds do... fall out of the tree and either get eaten, die of exposure, or learn to fly.




Put under his nesting tree...

He'll get to stay with the Shad tonight if he doesn't find some shelter and will go back out in the morning.