I was late to work this morning because I was observing pigeon courtship from my kitchen window. The pair landed on the windowsill of the building next door. The male did his puffed-up whirly dance while the female paced back and forth, clearly a little interested but not willing to commit right away. Then the male stopped and they both stood there with a size-able gap in between, not facing each other, in what I imagine was kind of an awkward silence.
After a minute or two the female walked right over to the male and took his beak in hers and did the "ok" dance. The male just stood there like a moron. She walked away, confused (in my opinion), but neither flew away from the sill.
They stood there for a few more minutes in awkward silence and then the female marched over determinedly again, took his beak in hers and shook him around. Then she laid down right next to him. (I think you can imagine what she probably intended by that..) And amazingly, the idiot just stood there. She got up and walked to the other end of the sill, probably wondering what she'd done wrong and feeling duped by this dumb*** bird-brain... like, you came over to ME shaking your tailfeathers. I fell for you, and I put myself out there for you, and now you're rejecting me?? I thought you liked me!
I watched the whole painful encounter once more. She approached, did the beak-shaking thing, laid down, and the male stood there for a moment and then actually walked away. Then they flew off and left me to ponder. I won't lie, I was muttering expletives under my breath about that stupid male pigeon all the way to the train. Give a sister a break.
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