Now I realize that most people find pigeons kind of gross. In fact, one friend I know calls them city rats with wings.

However, I tend to admire their ability to survive and thrive in urban environments.
And if you ever happen to just sit and observe a pigeon, they can actually be quite pretty. Some have iridescent feathers and others are that lovely mix of brown and white.
I think it's easy to appreciate them from afar. If one ever pooped on me, I'm sure my opinion of them would change rapidly. However, my grandmother always said that it was good luck to be splattered with bird droppings. I don't know HOW that could be good luck but you didn't question grandma.














