The Delights of the Cage
“If only,” Col said, and sighed as only a pigeon can. “Look how strong those bars are.”
“They could hold off anything,” Umbi murmured. “Cats, rats, even dogs.”
“And they’re indoors, and they’re allowed to be,” Dae said. “I once flew into a Walmart and I had people whacking at me with brooms for an hour before I got out.”
“Food all day long, just sitting there, ready to eat,” Col said.
“Warm in the winter, cool in the summer,” Dae moaned.
“I hear they even get a bell to play with, or a mirror.”
“What’s a mirror?”
“It’s like a magic window. It has another bird inside that can’t get out. I hear they’re very entertaining.”
“Shoo! Get away from here!” The three pigeons scattered and took flight, just in time to avoid the kick the pet shop owner had aimed at them.
“If only we could live in a cage,” Umbi said as they flew away, in search of something to eat. “That would be the life.”