I might have purchased a dove for six dollars back in the day. It was not a sober decision. It was the type of place where you pick out your poultry and they slaughter it for you but I just wanted a dove. I named it Dovely Lovely. They put it in a box with feed. I took it to a bar on a busy Friday night. It caused quite the distraction.
Even in my inebriated state, once we went back to my then boyfriends place and he tried to insist it could live in his garage I refused. I tried to let it go but it didn’t move very far.
Definitely NOT my best decision or moment but yea, for a few hours I was the somewhat abashed owner of a dove.
My twenties are full of crazy stories.
I have never eaten dove although yours look delicious Shelby.
