"The plane pushed through wall after wall of sleet on its descent into Manchester. I'd had a sinking feeling during the flight that only deepened as I shuffled through the terminal. I resented having to be back in the city where I had grown up, after living on the other side of the world for what had felt like a lifetime."
"The kids were more definitive: Daddy, she needs hospital, can we call an ambulance? I took off my anorak, bent down and scooped the pigeon up into it. Don't worry, sweet, the nice man will look after her! said one mum with a sigh of relief. I had become the ambulance for this pigeon that had just landed abruptly, against its will, as I had a few days before."
A traveler returned to Manchester in sleet and felt an aching resistance to being back after years abroad. While out, the traveler found an injured pigeon spatchcocked and twitching outside a primary school amid curious children and parents. The traveler sheltered the bird in an anorak, became an impromptu ambulance, and placed the pigeon, named Belinda, in a shoebox lined with T‑shirts, checking on her frequently. Friends advised seeking help and the traveler joined the Manchester Pigeon Rehab Facebook group. A network of Mancunians now provides ambulances, X‑rays, respite care, and even pigeon physiotherapy.
Read at www.theguardian.com
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