While on a recent trip to Chicago, I had about 30 minutes or so between meetings. Tired of sitting in a Starbucks or whatever coffee shop I was in, I decided to stroll through the Loop, the business hub of that great city.
As I crossed the Chicago River on the Madison Street bridge, I saw a bird perched on a ledge, watching people stroll across the bridge. That got me thinking.
Do city birds love the hustle-bustle of big cities, the ready availability of all sorts of food, the constant presence of other birds, and all the lights, sounds and commotion that make up a city like Chicago?
When city birds fly out to the suburbs for the afternoon, are they excited when they fly back downtown? Do they find the suburbs too quiet? Not enough action out there to keep ’em happy?
I often wonder the same thing about foxes and coyotes that hear and heed the call of the urban life.