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he called him but the owner wasn't interested in collecting him
No - there's no sentimentality, they're not pets.


he called him but the owner wasn't interested in collecting him

They are flying vermin (sorry Spline)No - there's no sentimentality, they're not pets.
I found this one on the pavement when I was driving under West Ham station when I was about 20. Had no feathers, just yellow down. Called him Fonzie as he was well ‘ard! Took him home, kept him in my bedroom, encouraged him to fly. When the time came to set him free, he wouldn’t leave. I used to drive from Stratford where I lived to the White Horse pub in East Ham with him on my shoulder and he'd even come in the pub with me. Had a few 'mistakes' on the back of my shirt.I take the p155 but they're a bird I've always liked. There's a couple hang around on the lamp post outside our house. Some years back one appeared in the gutter of a single story garage of a mates house. It stayed there for two days so my mate started to feed it. Eventually it would knock on the kitchen window in the morning to let him know it was time for breakfast. He became so close to it that he was eventually able to read the tag on his leg so via some pigeon organisation was able to track the owner in Wales, he called him but the owner wasn't interested in collecting him, the owner suspected he was blown off course in a storm on the way back from France. He stayed with my mate for about 3 months before moving on to destinations unknown, my mate was pretty upset.
I never knew how painful it is losing a pet…it’s only a dog right?We are torn after the loss of our Susie earlier this year. We still miss her terribly but feel guilty at the freedom we have not being tied to the house or limiting us to one week holidays because we didn’t,t want her missing us! We are away on a break at the moment and it’s hit us both that she's not here with us - we always had her with us when we stayed anywhere in the U.K.. Plans at the moment are to get some more breaks in and look to get a pup next year if our friend breeds hers again. We had been considering a rescue dog but with small grandchildren, taking on a dog that has been given up seems too much of a risk.

Cannot stand cats at all...Our daughter is staying with us while they have a new bathroom fitted. So are her two kittens. F'cking things! Scratching all the furniture, pulling up the carpets outside the bedrooms when they are not allowed to come into them and regularly taking a dump in the litter box in the kitchen the moment you sit down to eat. I’ll be glad to see the back of them.

Which one is you?I found this one on the pavement when I was driving under West Ham station when I was about 20. Had no feathers, just yellow down. Called him Fonzie as he was well ‘ard! Took him home, kept him in my bedroom, encouraged him to fly. When the time came to set him free, he wouldn’t leave. I used to drive from Stratford where I lived to the White Horse pub in East Ham with him on my shoulder and he'd even come in the pub with me. Had a few 'mistakes' on the back of my shirt.Everyone liked him and he got loads of strokes and tickles. After we'd been there a while, I’d throw him up in the air outside and off he’d fly. I used to leave my bedroom window open and he’d be be there when I got home. One night he stayed out but returned the next day. He'd found a mate and eventually reverted to wild.
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Cannot stand cats at all...