In Mazatlán our apartment has a large, open terrace. We saw pigeons from the first day. Initially, Jay threw out some rice. Suddenly, we had new friends! Now Jay buys seeds specifically for our visitors.
We count four as belonging here. There are another four that come and go. A single dove feels it owns the area and hates the pigeons. Jay has now begun setting limits as the aviary started believing that they could come for food the whole day. Now, they only get breakfast, lunch, an afternoon snack, and some dinner at round 5:00 pm. Wait, that kind of already sounds like the whole day, doesn't it?
I never knew that pigeons spent so much time cleaning. They do seem to have unique personalities too. There's much more to a pigeon than I might've expected.