Poor little mite

A long and exhausting shift at work was followed by an errand at the town centre and a detour to a supermarket for Rosie's favourite vegetable. Walking home from the bus stop, I took the two photos which I've posted as extras.

After dropping everything off at the apartment, I had to go back out again for a few things at the nearest supermarket. Instead of waiting for a bus back, I walked home and when crossing a car park, something made me turn left earlier than usual. It was then that I spotted something that looked like a grey ball on the grass. On closer inspection, it was a very young pigeon with blood on its head and chest. I thought it was dead but then noticed that it was still breathing. There weren't any adults to be seen anywhere and as it was very close to a busy road, I tipped everything from one of my bags into the other one, picked up the bird and took it home in the empty bag.

When I arrived at the apartment, I put kitchen paper into the bottom of a cardboard box and phoned the bird rescue centre to ask them if someone could come and pick it up as I didn't have any means of transportation to get it to them quickly enough. I kept checking on the injured pigeon and fortunately it was still alive when one of their volunteers came to take it to the rescue centre.

I gave the rescue centre all my details when I phoned them and hope to hear from them at some point whether this young pigeon has survived or not. I'm now keeping everything crossed that it will.

I would so love to have a lie in tomorrow but can't have one as my brother is coming over. Thankfully he suggested that we go out for lunch so I won't have to cook and I can have a very quiet rest of the day when he's gone home again.

Many thanks for the kind comments and stars on yesterday's blip of Rosie.