Here's part 2. If you haven't read part 1 I suggest you read that first( shameless self-promotion).
Despite everything that I say, the closest thing I have ever had to a pet is a pigeon( I know, ironic right?). It happened in the middle of last year, a pigeon gave 3 eggs on our AC. After some time one of the eggs hatched and the chick appeared. The next day there was a terrible hailstorm so my mom took down the nest from the AC because the hard pieces of hail might hurt the eggs. She put it in a basket and hid it somewhere so it won't get hurt by the hail. But the eggs and the chick were already soaking wet and might have been hit by a few pieces of hail. I wiped the chick and eggs and covered them with a cloth. The other 2 eggs never hatched. The mother pigeon wasn't seen again. The only one left was the chick who unfortunately couldn't fly or walk. It was pandemic time and there wasn't a vet nearby so we couldn't provide it medical aid. We just spent time with it, fed it throughout the next month. It spent its time on our balcony. One day after a month, I went to see it and it seemed unusually agitated, it kept on fidgeting about for a minute and then died in front of me.
So I am going to share some more thoughts and stories about my encounters with animals. Hope you enjoy.
MONKEYS
I think that monkeys are the most promiscuous animals. Out of all the encounters I have had with monkeys, in most of them, they were copulating. I tell this to everyone that doesn't matter if it's youngsters kissing in a park or animals copulating, it's unimaginably weird for anyone who isn't one of the involved parties. It's even worse if your parents are around.
The story I'm about to tell is something that happened to my brother, I was just a bystander. There are large areas of virgin vegetation domiciled by gangs of monkeys where I live and I live in the capital city Delhi so that might be hard to believe for some people, but it's true. My brother and I used to have our swimming training in a place called Ludlow Castle near our neighborhood. It was the pool of a government school but people could come and swim after school were over. The coach was someone we knew so we didn't have to pay. The place had several large trees surrounding it and therefore, monkeys paid visits now and then. One day we were in the middle of a lesson and everyone was doing their laps. Most of them were done and taking a break breathing and bubbling at the shallow end including me. Even the coach was at the shallow end. My brother, on the other hand, was swimming towards the deep end doing the freestyle stroke. He reached the deep end and stopped at the edge to take a breath when he noticed a monkey towering in front of him. The monkey who was most probably startled by my brother's sudden emergence went nuts. He started beating his head, my brother tried to escape through the water but the monkey pulled on his hair to prevent him from escaping and continued to play him like a drum. By now, everyone else took notice and a lifeguard rushed to help my brother armed with a steel rod. The other monkeys who were most probably rooting for their musician friend sitting on branches, diving boards, atop building roofs informed him and they all left. There weren't any major injuries to my brother but we still laugh at this story. By the way, my only takeaway from this incident is karma.
PIGEONS
Let me just say this upfront, I HATE pigeons. They are just a bunch of troublemakers. But before everything else, let me just ask this to everyone who is reading this post, what is this fetish of pigeons to poop on cars? Our car is a nice looking car with a nice chess design on the roof and a large splat of pigeon doodoo on the windshield, the bonnet, the door handle!!!!, for god's sake( how is anyone supposed to get in?). I once went to a birthday party when a pigeon pooped on my damn shoulder right outside the house of the friend whose birthday party I was attending. I recently found out that pigeons are enormous bullies. They would beat other weaker animals and even their own acquaintance if it was previously injured or weak. Also, if you put water outside for birds and other animals to drink in Summers, pigeons will not let anyone else drink even after they are done drinking, they would torment the poor animal by pecking at it or start bathing in the water itself so no one else can drink it.
A pigeon once got inside our house even when there was no place to come in through. I was scared to death as it started flying around when I turned on the fan. I left the room and locked it from outside and waited till dad returned and set the bird free. (We still don't know how it got in.)
We even had to get spikes from Amazon like the ones they have in metro stations to put on our AC because pigeons were apparently throwing parties on top of it and we couldn't sleep due to the noise. It worked for a while but after 2 days the damn whippersnappers returned and started sitting on any spaces that were left at the corners. They eventually stopped coming but still pay visits sometimes.
I informed my mom and the body was disposed of. We knew that the poor pigeon would eventually as it barely moved with so much effort as its legs and wings were injured. We expected this outcome but I can't say that I was prepared when it happened. I can't say that the pigeon was very dear to me but I developed a practical perspective about dying or being gone after it passed away.
CONCLUSION
In the end, I would only like to say that I really love animals. I do expect to have a cat and a dog in my future plan.
What pets do you guys have? Are there any funny stories about them?
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