I guess I had a second hand bird -- or he became one.
A looooong time ago, my husband and I found a pigeon in the yard, with infection in both eyes. So we grabbed the bird, went to the pet store and got medication, and nursed him back to health. (At least, that was the plan) We got rid of the infection, but he was blind, so he became ours.We nwmed him Woodstock. I would make sure he got to his food and water everyday. He was with us for a long time, but we had a very small house and when I got pregnant, Woodstock's room became the nursery. Woodstock went to live with a friend of ours and lived happily with him.
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