Pigeon(s) out of my water tank

This is slightly later than I expected. It’s the continuation of last post where I talked about the shocking discovery of a pigeon in my water tank. However, as it turns, it was not a pigeon, there were pigeons.

Next morning, my flat mate decided to stay at home in the morning to take care of the situation by getting external help. Unfortunately the external help was not around and we were getting more and more nervous and that’s when it was decided that we will take the pigeon(s) by wings (or legs as it turned out). It was as difficult as it sounds because just the feeling of looking and maneuvering a dead bird (it’s easier in case they are small and their density is low) is enough to put you off. But now that we were up to the task we had to finish it. So, we created a noose of a wire that we could find on the roof. In preparation to the event we had already collected stacks of newspapers and plastic bags. The noose was perfectly built thanks to my flatmate (looks like he has been an executioner in his last or who knows may be this birth, you know the case of double identity Peter Parker taking baddies as Spiderman, my roommate SD taking baddies as executioner :D) . But even with that perfect noose, one noose was just not enough to get the bird out as the bird has been dead for a couple of days (may be more, but I don’t want to go there) and its body was losing its form getting and was almost in a semi solid state on the day. So eventually after going back and forth, using newspaper and stick unsuccessfully I decided that we will have to use our hands directly. Till this point we were just aware of the existence of one bird, wore plastic bags as hand gloves, took the noose and used the hand to pull one of the legs to get the shit out of the tank. As soon as I thought it was done, I heard sd calling me again, that’s when he had realized that there was a pair inside. May be two of them were dead fighting if they were of the same gender or might have died fucking if they were of different gender. I am assuming that the popular culture of human beings has still not penetrated avian community. Now that we had the experience of doing it, the second one was a charm, was thrown out in a giffy without a hesitation and the primary task was done. Then there was the clean up stuff to be done for which we surprisingly got external help and the job was complete.

People have had hard time believing that this actually happened and I don’t have a flair for convincing people either, so tt was labeled as one of those “dog ate my homework” kind of excuses for reaching late to the office.

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