Barring catastrophe, this will be my last rock dove entry. I'm about to declare my place cured.
Still, earlier today I spotted--at an angle of about 100 degrees left of where I'm looking right now--a familiar shadow: rock dove 134b2, landing on my windowsill. He was scrawnier than I remember, twice as desperate. I gave him a split-second rest then shooed him away with a snip of my brand new scissors.
Time to roll back the netting for good or tomorrow.