Shit.
So we were in Trafalgar Square today... which, for those who don't know, is home to a large pigeon population. Lots of statues for them to perch on, and lots of people giving them bread crumbs and such, which they're not supposed to anymore, in an effort by the Lord Mayor to bring the pigeon population down to a manageable level...
Anyway, it was me, Jess, and my parents. We stopped in the cafe under the steps to the National Gallery to get Mom some water and me and Dad some coffee. We got our drinks and sat down outside, and the table we sat at had a pile of croissant crumbs on the table. There was a pigeon staking out our table, so I dropped a large flake on the ground. Two more came in to fight over it.
I dropped a larger piece. Six pigeons came in.
We dropped a bit more. Now we had a dozen pigeons and a seagull at our feet.
By the time the pigeon population doubled again, we stopped, figuring someone was going to see the large congregation of birds by us and write us a ticket. We got up and got ready to go...
And in gratitude for the feeding, one of the pigeons flew over and pooped on my head.
I think that means I'm part of the flock now.
Anyway, it was me, Jess, and my parents. We stopped in the cafe under the steps to the National Gallery to get Mom some water and me and Dad some coffee. We got our drinks and sat down outside, and the table we sat at had a pile of croissant crumbs on the table. There was a pigeon staking out our table, so I dropped a large flake on the ground. Two more came in to fight over it.
I dropped a larger piece. Six pigeons came in.
We dropped a bit more. Now we had a dozen pigeons and a seagull at our feet.
By the time the pigeon population doubled again, we stopped, figuring someone was going to see the large congregation of birds by us and write us a ticket. We got up and got ready to go...
And in gratitude for the feeding, one of the pigeons flew over and pooped on my head.
I think that means I'm part of the flock now.