Mourning Dove Lands On My Shoulder
by Lora Hull
(Overland Park, Kansas)
Here he is on my shoulder
I was outside on my deck one morning and a bird landed right beside me. I put out my hand and he climbed on it.
After a few minutes I put him back on the deck ledge and then he flew onto my shoulder. I found out later when I took picture and brought them to work that it was a yound mourning dove.
Now he comes back every night to eat and drink. I've never had anything like this happen in my life! He is truly a character!
