i don't like them, the ones in Britain that is..
theres something eerie about them, I'm not afraid of them i just don't like them.
don't get me wrong i wont attack them or anything, maybe just run into a crowd of them and scare them but that's as far as i will go.
they look so dirty and infested with some soret of pigeon flea.
and why do they leave there mark every where, is it some sort of territory thing, 'i will plop my business to mark my territory? on window perch's, statues, car windows (don't you just hate that?), lamp posts and people'
and they have this walk like they own the world, cocky that's what they are, the whole 'hey hey look at me while i coo and peck at invisible things on the floor, coo coo coo'
coo? what sort of sound is that?
dumb birds, and they always manage to get themselves killed by cats, cars, buildings which they don't see duh! and the occasional window which they fly into loooooool.
they leave behind such a mess of gore and feathers especially the ones that get run over.
and can the sweet Asian old ladies please stop throwing there unwanted chapatis, bread, rice and anything else that you feel to guilty to throw in the bin because of all the starving children in Africa, at the corner of every park, alleyway, car park etc.. it doesn't look nice and it makes the pigeons pooh everywhere.
and as i have to walk every where i would rather not walk through a pile of wasted food that the pigeons play with instead of eat.
i took this picture of chapatis thrown all over this poor tree surrounded by pigeons, and just a few steps away more pigeons who where standing waiting for their turn, they where not moving and they where creepy.
when i was living in Scotland, our neighbour was this old Scottish lady who was obsessed with pigeons, we called her the '7amamah lady - pigeon lady', when her husband died she didnt shed a tear, when a pigeon died she cried rivers, and those pigeons where never grateful, we also had this annoying neighbour who was a couple of years older than me and as a kid he tried to convince me that ice cream was made from pigeon pooh, that ice cream makers would come out after midnight and scoop up all the pigeon pooh that they could find and take it to the ice cream factory.
i have to say for a couple of days i was convinced, i even tried staying up after midnight to spy on the pigeon pooh collectors but never really saw any one apart from old drunken Scottish men roaming the streets.
if i ever meet that kid (who is now a man) i will buy him an ice cream but not the sort that he expects ha ha ha.
next time you see a pigeon stare it in the eye and it will out stare you, there not as thick as they make themselves out to be, be careful..
and some of them have red eyes, anything with red eyes is not a good sign unless you have an eye infection then its not your fault you just need eye drops.
ok that's my rant on pigeons.