
Last spring I came to know a pair of pigeons.I’d been putting out neighborly sunflower seeds for them and my local Brooklyn house sparrows; typically I left them undisturbed while feeding, but every so often I’d want to water my plants or lie in the sun. This would scatter the flock—all, that is, except for these two. One, presumably male, was a strapping specimen of pigeonhood. The other, smaller bird presented a stark contrast: feathers in patchy disarray, eyes watery, exuding illness.
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