My grandson hit my table-saw with a hammer today to scare a morning dove, that was setting on a fence watching me add water to the pool, in my flower garden and the morning dove flew off and landed on my side of the pool, as I was yelling at the kid to leave the bird alone. The dove was about two feet away from me, looking at first at me; Maybe saying "Hi friend" and then looking at my grandson; perhaps saying, "Bring it on boy." The morning dove is my favorite bird, so handsome, almost majestic like and very friendly, at least to me. They pop up out of know-where after a greeting coo coo, and after landing they seem to be saying "the top of the morning to you sir." I had returned home from Fargo and was kinda depressed over having to go through an angiogram on Thursday and three morning doves came and landed on the roof of my sons garage, a mom, pop and baby, and stayed for a long time, kinda like old friends coming by to cheer me up and they sure did.
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