" Later, on the battlefield, I would come to see soldiers befriend the field mice and wrens who ventured into the trenches seeking morsels of food. Even the smallest creature—a spider on her web—could give a man the mercy of taking his mind off the violence raging at all hours, reminding him that the earth still retained some forms of order even within the catastrophe. Attunement with another creature feels magical, a brief stay against dread. It’s true for humans, and it’s true for us pigeons. "

― Kathleen Rooney , Cher Ami and Major Whittlesey