So this Sunday morning while I was having coffee, I went to the dining table and my mother was talking about this pigeon who she found in one of the plant pots. Apparently the pigeon did not move so my mother assumed that the pigeon was sitting on top of her egg. I went to check and she was right!
Mamma pigeon was indeed with child…..or with egg! She had laid an egg and was nesting (is that what we call it) and looked a little frightened as I approached.
She moved away when I came close so I could snap a photo of the egg. Then I went away.
Yesterday I went to check on her in the afternoon. There she was sitting in the same pot and taking care of her baby in the egg. Once again, I went close and thought I could pet her but she moved away after a small touch. Okay, pigeon don’t freak out on me.
And now I see ——she has two eggs! Two more pigeons in this world. Am I gonna have to start a nursery in her? Is my balcony now the maternity ward? Am I the pigeon’s male equivalent of a doula?