So I was sitting on the garden wall watching the traffic go by and a fat wood pigeon lands in the middle of the road. I think: “He’s going to get run over” and lo-and-behold a car goes over it, breaking its neck. The pigeon is now thrashing around and I think “I’ll go and move it out of the road”. Before I could get to my feet a 4×4 burst the pigeon as if it were a feathered-filled balloon with a gut-wrenching pop.
Pigeon
they are not rats with wings.
poor flat birdie. ;(