Why a Bird diaper?

I know there is always another thought. Like the one "It isn't natural for a bird to wear a diaper". In its ideal place that thought is well constructed. Birds living out in the wild don't need diapers. Life has a way though, of graying areas into the necessity of doing something that, well- might fit a different thought altogether. When my first pigeon came to me as a featherless squab. I did not even know what he was. When time had passed and a bigger than life wild pigeon had grown up, (rather quickly I add) moved in with us, considered my bed his nest area, and all of us his flock, we were under the necessity of an invention act. That is how PGWear sewed up.
I feel strictly, as a lay person, a certain qualification of "Pigeonism" . I have been able to live up close and personal with my birds, dispelling some of the generally held beliefs, Like "Pigeons are smelly, flying rats. And stupid, don't forget pigeons are stupid.- and full of diseases". The birds that are house birds with me wear their PGWear. They have a choice. Be out side free, unfettered- with others of their kind; or come inside and wear PGWear and live as one of us. Hands down they choose inside. I have to say that again because it is so revealing, "Hands down they choose inside". This closeness has included me into their language, their humor, their hobbies and pastimes- likes and dis-likes; it has rather been a trade off for them too. Once an animal is exposed to "humanship", they become "different" taking on some of our ways, almost like an animal enlightenment or swapping of ideas. Suddenly, they are ready to give up the "natural life" to sit in their favorite place and investigate what we are doing now. Right now Betti is watching me type from her perch on the monitor top. She comes down and tries to put in her two cents on the keys or feels at the letters on the screen with her beak. She has hopped down now-seriously interfering nuzzling my hand on the mouse. She is really just asking for some time -got to go for now!

The Paper trail

Sid, landed on the TP roll -he danced on it, spinning out a few feet of paper until he flopped to the floor on top of it all! He was so taken a back from the experience, he stood there a while, like he was wondering what had just happened.He stood so long, I caught this shot after finding the camera! These birds are so very curious of everything.