Has he gone mad? Will he run into the void? Is he fleeing from someone? Has he seen the Limanda?… Don’t you know I won’t tell? Not until next week, anyway.
A few days ago pigeons went wild next to the nest on my balcony. If they were indeed mating, they are more aggresive than praying mantis, dude. I almost wish they were trying to kill each other. I would somehow feel more at ease. Anyway, decide for yourself:
And, while adults were at it, poor chick couldn’t find a quiet spot. Let me reassure you, though: it was fine after the facts. Stressed out, no doubt; unkempt, hands down; but all in one piece.