Late last year we spent several months staying in Mexico at a RV park on the Sea of Cortez. There were many things that we saw everyday, people in nearby sites, food vendors who came through each morning, people who couldn’t park their RV, but one visitor came each and every day. We had a number of pigeons who would fly in and land on our site, but one became very special, so special it was named. It took a few days of my wife saying, “Pantaloons is back visiting again” for me to realize she had named one of the pigeons. Eventually she bought a bag of bird seed and somehow or other she always seem to put the seed out when Pantaloons was there. Life is what we make it, even if it just befriending a pigeon.