Few things are as bad as pigeons. Flying rats. After one built a nest in my window box last summer, smashing and killing all my plants, I have an even more negative attitude toward them.
I recently noticed that the pigeon population in our courtyard was increasing. There were always a few hanging around it seemed. They were on our window ledges and milling around outside all the time. Then, I noticed the bread crumbs on the ground.
SOMEONE IS FEEDING THE PIGEONS
Terry went down to the courtyard and hosed the bread crumbs away. The next day there was rice on the ground in the same spot. Lots of rice. Rice is insidious because it sticks in the little cracks in the cobblestones, making it almost impossible to get rid of. He hosed it off again.
More and more of our neighbors were now noticing the pigeons and the pigeon food. Everyone was furious, but no one would do anything.
Finally this afternoon, we spotted the woman who has been doing it. A "locataire" (renter) of course. What is she thinking? Pigeons aren't starving in central Paris, in fact they're happily reproducing at an astonishing rate. Faster than some ethic groups.
So, Terry went to talk to her. She wouldn't open her door, so he had to explain through the door that we don't allow feeding pigeons in the building. In fact, the food could also attract rats. She agreed not to do it any more. We'll see.
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