Dead Pigeons

We saw a couple of dead pigeons on the roof this morning. They are killed by authorities, not because they were spies in mission flying out gah-men top secrets micro films to enemies or trafficking drugs... come on, those thoughts only apply in movies!

They are killed -or to be exact- culled (after looking at dictionary: to reduce the population of wild animals by selective slaughter). Why? Aren't they adorable? Flocking in the garden or yard in front of churches, plucking crummed bread from children's hands... But you have to see in other perspective. HDB tenants' perspective, who don't have dryer at home. Pigeons eat, then they have to poo. And they can poo while flying. And they don't fly low. So if you dry your freshly washed clothes out side, the more pigeons in your area, the bigger the chance that poo landed on your favorite shirt. And now world is stormed by bird flu. So enuff said. And for our block the culling took place yesterday. But apparently these 2 pigeons were stronger than the rest so they died a bit later. Anyway, thinking of the word culling means that those birds -which were still happily enjoying their meal- are the chosen ones. The ones that are chosen to stay alive. And these 2 dead pigeons are among those which were chosen to be eliminated. Whoa...

Actually goverment is suggesting (suggesting -since no fine applied yet) for not feeding wild animals in residential area. Not only pigeons, but also cats. But we always see peeps feeding them in our block. Bread and rice for birds, and for cats they even feed them with canned cat food! Wah liao! No wonder we've had the fattest undomesticated cats in the neighbourhood!