B for Buster (2007)
“His hangdog look barely brightened when he saw how few there were. “Nobody even missed me, sir,” he said.“I did,” I told him, and he smiled then. He put on his coveralls and went to work.Over the next few days the pigeons slowly disappeared. Bert went down to the train station every morning and every evening with another basket tagged for a breeder somewhere. He expected to be sent away at any moment, and each time I went up for a training trip in the Lancaster, I was afraid that he would be go...ne when I landed.By the time we made our first op in the Lancs, on the thirtieth of August, there was only one left. Or there was only one in the loft, while little Sergeant Percy was swinging in the mess.I carried him in my jacket, out to the Morris, into the kite. Simon had fixed him up with a tiny oxygen mask made from the rubber tip of a medicine dropper. Percy didn’t really need it, but I fastened it on at nine thousand feet, and Simon came back to have a look. He grinned at me, and I grinned at him, and Percy just looked foolish.MoreLess
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