Ziggy the pet pigeon

This is Ziggy. I hand raised him from about 6 weeks old when I found him out of his nest. There was no possible way I could get him back to his family, they were up to high, and if I had left him, he would have died from the cold overnight. So he came home with me on the Bus in my Jacket Pocket. 6 months later I (foolishly, as it seems now) thought it would be good for him to meet some of his own kind and have an adventure. I left one of the house windows open for him to go out on his own accord. First tim br, br,