Does it make me some kinda nutjob if I post about pigeons multiple times in a row? Because I’ll be honest, I check on them like 50 times a day. I don’t mean to go all National Geographic on you or do some kind of bait-and-switch from photo blog to some weirdo baby/pigeon blog thing. It’s just that yesterday I caught the babies eating and then promptly falling into a food coma before snuggling closer and closer to their dad…and it was so cute I just had to film it. Poor Paul. He must be the most patient pigeon ever, putting up with my intrusions and broadcasting of his little family to the world.