mourning dove

I love the coos of a mourning dove - they never make me sad. The sound reminds me of my childhood. The doves nested in a tree right outside my bedroom window and their coos were a soothing sound to me. My brother learned to mimic the sound by cupping his hands and blowing through his thumbs. But he would blow hard and fast to make it sound more exciting and would often use this as a celebratory whistle while watching sports games!