This evening, as Jasper and I concluded the evening walk, we encountered two neighbors in the parking area just outside my back gate. They were both aghast. A dead pigeon was on the ground; it's chest expertly carved out. They asked if I could do something. I had my pooper scooper with me, so I quickly scooped the pigeon away.
What happened to this pigeon? It must be one of my birds. Then I remembered, the pigeon fell directly under the neighbors' eucalyptus tree, where I observed this guy on September 21st eyeing the spot where I feed all the local pigeons.
He's back!
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