Percy The Pigeon

Hi there

I had a funny old day this morning. Seb and Max had told me about old Percy the pigeon. He lives in the garden out the back and wanders around all day pecking at the grass. He never worries about other birds in the garden and he doesn't bother about Max and Seb.

Seb told me he was an OK dude and I wasn't to annoy him. Well, I can't help myself. I was laying flat down on the grass waggling my bottom and chattering - just like Seb had shown me - when I felt the urge to pounce on Percy. I sprung up just as he turned to face me. What a face! I have never seen such haunted eyes and such a sad and dejected counternance.

"Er are you Percy the pigeon?" I asked trying to appear nonchalent.

"That's what they call me now," answered the weary voice "I used to be called Peregrine the Peacock, but no more". His body shuddered and the feathers settled back to that sleek look he often disports.

"What happened?" I asked inquisitively.

"Well I was once a proud and majestic peacock in the grounds of a stately home. People came and looked at me. Took my photo. Said how handsome I was"

"And then what?"

"I got in with the wrong crowd. We started eating the wrong sort of seeds. We didn't care about our appearance. We caused trouble. In the end all my feathers fell out and they threw me off the stately home and left me to forage in the open. I found this garden and have been here ever since"

"Wow, that's so sad. Can you be a peacock again?"

"No, laddie I'm a pigeon now and will be until I go. It's not too bad a life you know"

I felt so sad I nearly blubbed. Just then Percy rose to the air and flapped off. Dropping a big poo on me as he went. Behind me Max was cackling with laughter.

"That's old Percy - always full of ****!"