On my way to get a morning coffee today, I noticed a poor pigeon with a broken wing. Unfortunately I didn't have a box with me, nor did I think it would be a good idea to bring him into the office. I went back to same place at lunch, and he was still there. I stood for a minute looking at him, wondering what to do. You (sweet man with a sub) noticed the pigeon and me looking at him. I told you the story and instead of laughing or making a dumb remark, you gave him a piece of your sub. I watched the pigeon eat it, and it looked like he loved it. Poor pigeon, I guess I'll have to see if you're still there at 4:30. —The Chick with a Friend