So I went out to water my plants this morning. I have a Black-Eyed Susan vine that I am in love with. I have to water it almost constantly to keep it alive, but it’s beautiful. So out I go to water when I come eye to eye with Mrs. O’Leary. That’s right. This is what I saw. In my hanging basket, a pigeon I have named Mrs. O’Leary was just hanging out, not flying away. So I had a thought. I ran inside to get my camera, scared her away and shot this picture to see what was inside the potted plant.
You guessed it! Mrs. O’Leary is expecting. So now, I cannot water my vine. Water will mess up that egg. NOT OKAY. So the plant is sacrificed for Mrs. O’Leary’s baby bump.