Racing Pigeon.

Continuing on the subject of birds. I was recently on a high area of the galvanizing line with Voice or Reason. We found the 'dining table' for what our janitor advised, was a peregrine falcon. Amongst the inedible body parts, was a ringed claw. I kept the ring and checked it out on the net. Apparently it belonged to a racing pigeon based in Stroud. Clearly this racer wasn't fast enough to evade the falcon.
I notified the appropriate society and received an email suggesting, as the bird was dead, I should feel free to dispose of the body. Not much of a body to dispose of, but then again, I could make it into a handy back scratcher.

A few days later I was telling this tale to a friend when he countered with another pigeon tale. He knew of a bird racer who had an incredibly fast pigeon. Unfortunately, it was a bugger to catch, so the clocking in times were nothing special. On one occasion, the bird returned in such an astonishingly quick time, the owner felt he had only one option.

A quick blast with a shotgun had the bird recording it's first and last win.

Well what else could he do with it?