I awoke to a slight clattering noise.
My first thought was that it was the turtle slipping off his basking rock. I remembered seeing him basking before I went to bed, and he is big and lumbering.
My second thought was, since I'm awake...
and wandered into the livingroom to see a
huge pigeon flying around.
He didn't seem happy to be visiting my humble abode.
Very quickly, the scent of fresh air from the open door lured him outside again where he landed on the railing. I swear he turned back to check that he was safe.
"my god, that was close" he must have been thinking before he flew off.
Which was rather close to what I was thinking.
I leave the door open, mostly for the fresh air, but also to let the cat wander in and out at will.
I glanced down at her as she followed me into the room.
"what? did I miss something?" she seemed to say as she wiped the sleep from her eyes.
I pointed outside.
"oh. they are filthy nuisances aren't they? I'm going back to bed."
Which was pretty much what I did.
After I closed the balcony door.