It was slightly sunny yesterday so on my break I bought a sandwich, some miniature cheese biscuits, and a bottle of cola – all for £2.07: I do a good thing where my supervisor says, “You can go on your break now” and I say, “I’ll just finish reducing these sandwiches!” and then it looks like I’m dedicated to working hard AND I get a reduced price sandwich. Anyway, I went to the park and was eating when suddenly I saw this little fellow:

You’re probably thinking, “it’s a pigeon, Peter!” and you’re right – in fact that’s exactly what I thought when I saw him – but have a closer look…

It was a one toed pigeon. It had a stump, and then another stump with a toe sticking out of it. I immediately felt sad because he probably couldn’t understand why he couldn’t perch as well other pigeons so I wrote him this poem:

The picture at the end is him with one of my miniature cheese biscuits I gave him in case the poem didn’t cheer him up enough.
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Poor soul :(
I’ve seen many birds with rubber bands around both feet so they aren’t able to walk. :( I try to help but they fly away.
what peter did is something I call a random act of kindness. i hope more people in the world are like you peter. =)
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Dear peet, this poem is really sweet…
I love pigeons, but they are scarce near me because all of the town cats would attack all of the pigeons and they eventually migrated to another nearby town. Now that I have finished my rant for the day, great poem Peter! The drawings really make the poem special.
n___n you’re a gentleman Peter! I want to be like you when I grow up (that’s when I grow up more).
if i lost a foot and someone gave me a cheese thingy i would be happy .. he looks pretty content
So sweet!! Specially the little toes falling off in the drawings.
Oh poor pidgeon…there are plenty of those in my neighbourhood….pretty sad thing
Thinking back, I probably should have given him two miniature cheese biscuits and then he could have used them as wheels.
it probably poohed on its own foot and then the acid ate it away – fact.
Well maybe he was born with only one toed and had a really succesfull life as a One-Toed-Pigeon… or maybe is mother hated him because he was different… We’ll never know…