(illustration by Paris)
by Bev Letard
There are so many friends who are asking how I became interested in birds and where my passion first began.
Let me start right at the beginning of a story that...
Gigie, am I a fool without a mind,
or have I merely been too blind to realize?
Oh Gigie, why you have been growing up before my very eyes.
Gigie, you are not at all
Jonah Pidge was brought to my husband and I late on a Saturday night severely emaciated, crusted with grit and other such city dirt, and so weak that he was laying on his side...
Ms Pidge was a feral or wild pigeon who lives in Chicago.
This poor baby was hit by a subway train and lost her wing and part of her beak.
Fortunately, a kind record shop owner...