Angela Verdenius's Blog - Posts Tagged "dove"
Save the Dove! Wait...what?
So I was heading to work the other morning. 20 to 7 in the morning, cold, sun just rising. I get near the bridge and pass a little dove sitting on the side of the road. Well, on the road actually, not far off the kerb. I glance in my rearview mirror and it's still sitting there. Another glance as a car passes it and the dove doesn't move.
This is one of those 'darn!' moments. You know those moments, when you're on your way to somewhere important but you just can't leave some poor little furry or feathered fellow living being sitting in danger.
That dove was going to get squashed by a car.
So I turn around and head back, pass the dove, and yep, it's still just sitting there.
So I turn onto a side street, park, get out into the cold, lock the door and run down the embankment to get the dove. I get close, bend over, reach out - and the b****y thing flies off. Like, it flies straight up and off into the wide blue yonder. Leaving me there, bent over, hands outstretched, looking like a fool to the other early morning commuters driving to work and slowing down to gawk at the idiot woman standing in the cold, bent over, with her arms stretched out and hands grasping air while mouthing 'You $#@!*&!!".
So I straightened, turned, ran back up the embankment, got into the car, turned on the heater, did a u-turn, came back onto the main road and drove to work.
As one does.
Because some of us have to work, not fly around making fools out of stupid humans!!!
Score one for the dove....
This is one of those 'darn!' moments. You know those moments, when you're on your way to somewhere important but you just can't leave some poor little furry or feathered fellow living being sitting in danger.
That dove was going to get squashed by a car.
So I turn around and head back, pass the dove, and yep, it's still just sitting there.
So I turn onto a side street, park, get out into the cold, lock the door and run down the embankment to get the dove. I get close, bend over, reach out - and the b****y thing flies off. Like, it flies straight up and off into the wide blue yonder. Leaving me there, bent over, hands outstretched, looking like a fool to the other early morning commuters driving to work and slowing down to gawk at the idiot woman standing in the cold, bent over, with her arms stretched out and hands grasping air while mouthing 'You $#@!*&!!".
So I straightened, turned, ran back up the embankment, got into the car, turned on the heater, did a u-turn, came back onto the main road and drove to work.
As one does.
Because some of us have to work, not fly around making fools out of stupid humans!!!
Score one for the dove....
