Peaceful Dove

This beautiful dove came to stay with us for a few days. It had flown into a glass window, and Zina had brought it to us for recuperation. It was so quiet in its box, didn't touch his food or water, so on the third day we fed it some water with a dropper -- it gratefully swallowed every drop. It hardly made any sound, except when we picked it up and it'd coo in panic. Such a lovely, soft cooing. Otherwise it stayed quiet and calm. It seemed to be flying OK in the house, and as it hadn't eaten, we released it so it could feed itself in the wild. It didn't want to fly away at first, sitting in my hand quietly. Finally when it did fly over to the next paddock, a couple of magpies set upon it so we had to run over, yelling to frighten the magpies away. As I was climbing the fence to get to it, I looked down for a moment, and when I next looked up, it had flown away. I think of it often, praying it's safe and sound.