So there I was this morning, having picked up my coffee and meandering off to work.
When I took a double take.
'Is that a stuffed pigeon in the window of that restaurant? What would possess anyone to put a stuffed pigeon in the window of their restaurant?'
I look again and then watched as the stuffed pigeon walked from the table to the back of the chair.
And then pose as I took its photo.
Don't ya just hate it when you get so drunk you fall asleep in the restaurant dunnies?