Have you ever seen a dead body?
How did you feel?
Upset? Traumatised? Relieved? Like poking it with a stick?
( , Thu 28 Feb 2008, 9:34)
How did you feel?
Upset? Traumatised? Relieved? Like poking it with a stick?
( , Thu 28 Feb 2008, 9:34)
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This is about an animal dead body, and is pretty inconsequential so doesn't compare to others stories here, but some my find amusement in my futility and crapness.
There is a path that runs north of my estate, alongside a wide stream, with fields to the right. I often walk the dog along there.
Last night on our evening walk, we happened across a pigeon trotting along the path. The dog, being the mental chaser he is, chased it a bit, but it didn't fly away, just ran into the scrub of the fields, then kind of gave up and collapsed.
The dog, also being a dipstick, didn't know what to do at this point, so just stood by and watched. I had a look at the pigeon, and it appeared to have lost a fair few feathers from one wing, but otherwise fine, if a little exhausted.
So in a chivalrous state of mind I decided I would save this pigeon!
With tales of Karma from last week's QOTW fresh in my mind I gently picked up the bird, and placed him in a nearby tree, close to the stream. I figured that he could rest up there, get some energy back, and not be at the mercy of foxes or cats.
Me and the dog continued on our walk. We walked about half a mile more, turned around and headed back home. I was looking forward to looking in the tree on the way back and seeing my new pigeon friend chilling on his branch. However, when I got to the tree Pigeon buddy was nowhere to be seen. I looked around a bit in confusion, and then I saw him.
He was floating face down on the other side of the stream.
He had presumably fallen out at some point and drowned. If it wasn't for the brambles and railway line blocking any entry to the other side of the stream I would have tried to save him again.
I'd actually managed to shorten this pigeon's life, by suspending it next to a deep stream when it was exhausted and couldn't fly.
It would have been better off if I'd left it be!
Bollocks.
Edit: Bloody hell, I seem to be unable to get a short length.
( , Fri 29 Feb 2008, 10:38, 2 replies)
This is about an animal dead body, and is pretty inconsequential so doesn't compare to others stories here, but some my find amusement in my futility and crapness.
There is a path that runs north of my estate, alongside a wide stream, with fields to the right. I often walk the dog along there.
Last night on our evening walk, we happened across a pigeon trotting along the path. The dog, being the mental chaser he is, chased it a bit, but it didn't fly away, just ran into the scrub of the fields, then kind of gave up and collapsed.
The dog, also being a dipstick, didn't know what to do at this point, so just stood by and watched. I had a look at the pigeon, and it appeared to have lost a fair few feathers from one wing, but otherwise fine, if a little exhausted.
So in a chivalrous state of mind I decided I would save this pigeon!
With tales of Karma from last week's QOTW fresh in my mind I gently picked up the bird, and placed him in a nearby tree, close to the stream. I figured that he could rest up there, get some energy back, and not be at the mercy of foxes or cats.
Me and the dog continued on our walk. We walked about half a mile more, turned around and headed back home. I was looking forward to looking in the tree on the way back and seeing my new pigeon friend chilling on his branch. However, when I got to the tree Pigeon buddy was nowhere to be seen. I looked around a bit in confusion, and then I saw him.
He was floating face down on the other side of the stream.
He had presumably fallen out at some point and drowned. If it wasn't for the brambles and railway line blocking any entry to the other side of the stream I would have tried to save him again.
I'd actually managed to shorten this pigeon's life, by suspending it next to a deep stream when it was exhausted and couldn't fly.
It would have been better off if I'd left it be!
Bollocks.
Edit: Bloody hell, I seem to be unable to get a short length.
( , Fri 29 Feb 2008, 10:38, 2 replies)
Nah
This was a proper, big bastard, countryside wood pigeon, rather than the skanky inner city mutant version.
( , Fri 29 Feb 2008, 11:54, closed)
This was a proper, big bastard, countryside wood pigeon, rather than the skanky inner city mutant version.
( , Fri 29 Feb 2008, 11:54, closed)
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