Emergency caffeine stop

I got up as late as I could manage after night shift and discovered my supplies of coffee were non-existent.
Nothing for it but to head out into the rain and have a good flat white at my local shop/cafe.
On the way I noticed a cardboard box under a bench at the bus stop. Inside it was a distressed baby pigeon (almost fledged but not quite). It had been put inside the box with the remains of someone's Indian takeaway. 
I ended up having to report it online to the RSPCA as there's no way of calling to report. I hope they collect it and get it out of harms way otherwise it won't last the night against the foxes.

Today is the 3rd anniversary of meeting K. Three whole years of happy.