I was at a friend's place today and we were chit-chatting on the sofa when a fat pigeon flew onto the balcony. It peered at us through the glass doors and started pacing up and down the balcony.


My friend related to me a funny story of how one day a large pigeon flew in through an open window and couldn't find its way out again, very similar to my squirrel story.
Speaking of animals, I remember when my son was about 4 or 5 years old he asked me:
"Mommy, why do you and Daddy call each other [deer]? Why not rhinoceros or giraffe?"
I couldn't help but laugh!
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