pigeons and Margaret

we have a lot of pigeons around our unit block.  there's always dozens on the roof above my bedroom and i can hear them most mornings.  noisy as they are.  i thought about getting my grandson to throw a rubber snake up there to see if it will deter them but i probably won't.  Margaret, an old lady who lives on the corner, feeds them, as does another neighbour, and there are lots of young ones around.  i usually don't mind them too much.  an old work friend had terrible trouble with them on her fence as they pooped everywhere and her young daughter played in the back yard.  never mind.  talking about Margaret, she's 89, i was at the letterbox the other day when she got a visitor.  i actually hadn't seen her and her gates were shut so i assumed she was out with her friend who calls almost every day.  the visitor rang the doorbell three times and i called her home phone.  no answer.  later that day i noticed that the house was dark.  most unusual.  she wasn't there the next day and i got worried.  i didn't see her friend's car either.  i used to have his number but it didn't transfer to the new phone.  note to self, write these things down. anyway, i didn't see her all morning so called the police.  they came and said an old report mentioned her friend's family name so i looked in the white pages online and found an address that might have been him but when i rang no answer.  i gave the address to the police and they said they'd check.  luckily it turned out to be him and he rang me soon after to explain that Margaret had fallen in the garden again and broken her arm.  she's in the hospital and they are talking about respite after hospital.  she's got dementia and is getting so frail.  it's unusual to not see her in the garden when i go down there and there's always a light on at night.  so i rang her yesterday and will go and see her today after old people's exercise.