At the end of a long day, I saw them again.
All the way on the other side of the First Avenue Serengeti
. Right by the highway.
It had only been a couple of weeks but those babies now looked huge, almost the size of their parent
s as they wandered about a patch.
I had been worried. First there had been no rain and the puddle I often saw them in dried up. Then there were all those NYC Environment trucks
, which could have meant construction was going to start soon. Then there was just the wilds of New York, with possible idiots slipping down into the unintended wild life reserve and going after them.
Anything could go wrong.
On top of all that, there were a couple of weeks of taking the bus. But, each time it flew by the lot, I craned on tippy toes trying to see if anyone was still there.
Now, on foot, headed home, I had time to walk down to the highway and take another look at the family.
Two cab drivers strolling back to their cabs saw me leaning into the fence snapping pictures. They stopped. One whipped out his phone and joined me. We all grinned.
And then... perhaps without warning or maybe just spooked by all these snapping bodies leaning against the chain-linked fence...
... what had been just puffballs
only a little while ago now stretched big, strong wings and began beating them as if to take flight.
Me and the two cab drivers all gasped and laughed and took more pictures as we watched them finish their unique pre-flight checks and then wander deeper into the grass after their folks.
Company would be leaving soon.
The Company They Keep
Pets Of Our Lives: Part 1-Pigeons
Pets Of Our Lives: Part 2-Squirrels
Pets Of Our Lives: Part 3-Horses
Pets Of Our Lives: Part 4-Cats