Walter Pigeon.

I looked out of our bedroom  window yesterday, just before it got dark, and saw Walter , limping across the patio. He managed to get up onto one of the planters, and he was still there this morning.  This morning he managed to hobble down  to the feeder, and at one stage, he did attempt to fly up to  get some feed, but he couldn't quite manage it. J went out to see if he could give him some seed, but  he  got further underneath the tree.  I have been watching him for most of the day, and I'm sad to say, he is still there.  I know that birds have to die, but I wish he didn't have to do it in my garden. It has been a horrible day, and the rain has been torrential at times.