Can there be something to talk about with pigeons? Yup,While getting our water pump worked on at a friend’s house, I had the opportunity to watch a flock of domestic pigeons in action.
There was this one desperate fellow who wanted a girl friend. He was building a nest in the hopes of attracting a lady of his own. He kept bringing in twigs, sticks, straw, a lot of things. When an attractive lady pigeon would stop by , he would strut and puff out his chest and prance as he walked by and he would follow the hen while fluffing his wings. I felt sorry for the poor little fellow for each lady would ignore him and move away each time. Some of the other pigeons would watch as all of this was happening. A flock of regular doves sat in nearby trees and watched the proceedings for a while, then later flew off.
Last I knew the poor lonely fellow still didn’t have his own lady friend. I even had a chance to see a very small Mexican dove that was 1/3 the size of the gray pigeons. It was very tiny when next to the domestic pigeons. There were some white racing pigeons that looked slick compared to the chunky grays, like comparing a race car to a mini-bus.
There was one fantastic pigeon that was a half-breed of a gray pigeon and a Hungarian racing pigeon. He looked like he had tied on feathers around his ankles, and his toes couldn’t be seen. I wondered how he kept from stumbling with all of the feathers on his feet. All in all, listening to the cooing of the pigeons was very relaxing and peaceful, as I watched them, they were watching me. I guess they couldn’t figure out what I was doing. 
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