You never know what the day will bring.

Today while I was sitting in the dining room trying to write I heard a thunk on the window behind me.  When I turned around, a pigeon was sitting on the sill looking at me through the window.  He was beautiful with shimmering purple and green on his neck.

He had a yellow leg band on that identified him as a Canadian Racing Pigeon and a web address.  A few clicks and we were able to locate his owner.  While waiting for them to come pick him up we fed and watered Walter, as my daughter named him.

His owners told us that he had been released near Aberfoyle to fly home to Woodstock, about a 45 minute flight.  That was three days ago.  Walter needs a GPS.

It was a happy ending, though; Walter was finally on his way home.  His owners were relieved to have him back and decided that they would keep the name.

Happy travels, Walter.