We added a pigeon to our flock (at least temporarily) last week. He is such a cool guy, and will step up and fly to us when we call him. He is so excited to see us that he quivers all over.
I named him Cooper (I am all about puns!). He coos, and should be in a coop, so Cooper seemed like a great choice. He was being given away free, and was living in a tiny dog kennel, so I just had to bring him home.
So yesterday I went in a little later to let Cooper out of his cage. I opened the door and called to him, holding my arm out. He flew over my arm and onto the floor (he has always flown to a cage top before this).
I hold my arm out and say Come here Cooper and he goes into attack mode and starts pecking the crap out of my toes and feet and even ankles! It hurt like crazy, he was like an insane jackhammer! I had no shoes or even pants on, just my night shirt and I am dancing trying to avoid his beak.
I grab a towel and get it in between us and he is charging the towel and i feel like a dang bullfighter or something. I had to get his food and water out of his cage and onto the floor so he could eat while he was out, so I am balancing a wooden shelf on my left knee and trying to hold the towel with my left hand as I get the water and food out of his cage.
I finally accomplish this, and then have to try to back out of the room still holding the towel between us. He is actually growling at me and it's like a scene from "The Birds".
I know it sounds ridiculous but he scared me more than any of our parrots ever have. I was shaking like a leaf when I finally got upstairs!
And now, he has been renamed...his new name?
Coojo.
I named him Cooper (I am all about puns!). He coos, and should be in a coop, so Cooper seemed like a great choice. He was being given away free, and was living in a tiny dog kennel, so I just had to bring him home.
So yesterday I went in a little later to let Cooper out of his cage. I opened the door and called to him, holding my arm out. He flew over my arm and onto the floor (he has always flown to a cage top before this).
I hold my arm out and say Come here Cooper and he goes into attack mode and starts pecking the crap out of my toes and feet and even ankles! It hurt like crazy, he was like an insane jackhammer! I had no shoes or even pants on, just my night shirt and I am dancing trying to avoid his beak.
I grab a towel and get it in between us and he is charging the towel and i feel like a dang bullfighter or something. I had to get his food and water out of his cage and onto the floor so he could eat while he was out, so I am balancing a wooden shelf on my left knee and trying to hold the towel with my left hand as I get the water and food out of his cage.
I finally accomplish this, and then have to try to back out of the room still holding the towel between us. He is actually growling at me and it's like a scene from "The Birds".
I know it sounds ridiculous but he scared me more than any of our parrots ever have. I was shaking like a leaf when I finally got upstairs!
And now, he has been renamed...his new name?
Coojo.
But that would mean I need to add another pigeon so he isn't alone...if I add another, I would have to name him Stephen..after our own dear mod and also Stephen King
High comedy, Terr! Visualizing what you described had me rolling! 
