Even still I had the firmest intention of making 25 miles that day but as I left the town a damnable bird jumped right out in front of me. Clearly he/she was injured & I almost walked right by thinking I don't have time for this.
But I couldn't leave an injured little feller on the side of the road either. The host family I was staying with helped me get the dove to the Portland Audubon society & I just got off the phone with them & he's/she's doing okay.
They're administering antibiotics. I gave them what cash I had in my pocket and thanked them. I think it's time for us to name him/her.
Even though I lost 17 miles I have to make up, 'damn' dove just doesn't do justice.