Hah! The pigeons came to my windowsill for lunch and sat there, staring in at me expectantly. I left the room and returned to find one of them perched on my desk (having somehow wriggled through a small gap under my window without disturbing anything sitting there), head tilted to one side in a 'Right, come on, where's the grub?' fashion. Went to get the little scoop of breadcrumbs and cereals and the bird fluttered back out, knocking over my radio in the process, and sat to one side as they always do while tipped the food out for them.
Bolshy wee things. I do love my pigeon army.






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