I was out and about today, walking to a lunch engagement. Approaching on my left, there's a pigeon pecking at some crumbs someone dropped. It's inside one of those enclosed bus-waiting areas, the kind with 3 glass walls and a roof. I get close, and I guess I got too close. It takes off--and slams headfirst into the glass wall. Twice. Finally, it figures out that this line of flight isn't going to work, and exits the booth, taking to the skies.
I feel bad. Then I laugh. Then I feel bad again.
This is an animal studies issue, right?