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I tried to save a pigeon tonight
My heart hurts so much. For everything. For myself. My life. The country. The people of this country. The people that care. The frustration with people that don’t care. I saw this pigeon struggling in the parking lot as I was walking to the liquor store, for five shooters of vodka. I didn’t know what to do. And I I walked by and looked at it flapping around on the pavement, I cried and said to God over and over again, I’m sorry I’m sorry, I’m sorry for waking away and not doing anything. As I walked back from the liquor store, it was still in the parking lot, but sitting upright and wings to its side. I decided to pick it up and move it to a grassy area, the golf course :( I really didn’t know what to do, leave it, take it home (and do what???), take it to a vet (who probably isn’t open at 9pm at night, take it to the ambulance I saw in my parking lot at my apartment & hope they could give it a sedative to make it pass away.... I left my stuff by the sidewalk, approached it from the front and slowly in hopes of not scaring it any more, and I picked it up and put my hands around it. I wanted to calm it. It didn’t struggle when I picked it up. I moved it to the grass, and I don’t expect it to pull through, I hope it doesn’t struggle all night but it might, I don’t want it to be in the middle of the golf course when the golfers are there in the morning, I hope it makes it. I couldn’t tell if a wing was broken. I held it and then put it in the grass. It sat for a while, then started stretching its wings and flapping again. I went back and put my hands around it and tried to smoothe it down. I couldn’t leave. I felt guilty. I felt like I did when my dad died and I wasn’t there at the moment he died, and when I saw him after and had some time to spend with him alone in the room, I felt guilty leaving for the last time. I apologized to the bird. I didn’t want it to die alone. I will post a video of me talking to it. Most people will think it’s stupid. Compassion for a bird. I can’t stand seeing any innocent being suffering, My heart just shattered tonight seeing the news story on the nurses in New York, kneeling for the protesters for George Floyd, saying “you supported us, now we support you.” It just breaks my heart, this world. I cannot imagine the sorrow God is feeling.
I tried to save a pigeon tonight
My heart hurts so much. For everything. For myself. My life. The country. The people of this country. The people that care. The frustration with people that don’t care. I saw this pigeon struggling in the parking lot as I was walking to the liquor store, for five shooters of vodka. I didn’t know what to do. And I I walked by and looked at it flapping around on the pavement, I cried and said to God over and over again, I’m sorry I’m sorry, I’m sorry for waking away and not doing anything. As I walked back from the liquor store, it was still in the parking lot, but sitting upright and wings to its side. I decided to pick it up and move it to a grassy area, the golf course :( I really didn’t know what to do, leave it, take it home (and do what???), take it to a vet (who probably isn’t open at 9pm at night, take it to the ambulance I saw in my parking lot at my apartment & hope they could give it a sedative to make it pass away.... I left my stuff by the sidewalk, approached it from the front and slowly in hopes of not scaring it any more, and I picked it up and put my hands around it. I wanted to calm it. It didn’t struggle when I picked it up. I moved it to the grass, and I don’t expect it to pull through, I hope it doesn’t struggle all night but it might, I don’t want it to be in the middle of the golf course when the golfers are there in the morning, I hope it makes it. I couldn’t tell if a wing was broken. I held it and then put it in the grass. It sat for a while, then started stretching its wings and flapping again. I went back and put my hands around it and tried to smoothe it down. I couldn’t leave. I felt guilty. I felt like I did when my dad died and I wasn’t there at the moment he died, and when I saw him after and had some time to spend with him alone in the room, I felt guilty leaving for the last time. I apologized to the bird. I didn’t want it to die alone. I will post a video of me talking to it. Most people will think it’s stupid. Compassion for a bird. I can’t stand seeing any innocent being suffering, My heart just shattered tonight seeing the news story on the nurses in New York, kneeling for the protesters for George Floyd, saying “you supported us, now we support you.” It just breaks my heart, this world. I cannot imagine the sorrow God is feeling.