No laperouse, that would be B13, she's our very own bird-mad girl.
You called?
The little pigeon on my head was an adorable little thing: very sweet natured, still quite baby-ish, totally wide-eyed and innocent about the world, would still squeak and wing-waggle for food and liked nothing better than to sit on people's heads.
Such a sweet little birdie, I hope he/she is still out there in the wilds of suburbia, doung pidgie things with lots of pidgie pals.
The early bird might get the worm, but the second mouse gets the cheese.
Nice to see you. 
