piegeon Even if New Yorkers don’t really respect pigeons and call them tree rats and such, they’re still our tree rats and the thought of hillbillies roaming the city streets with nets capturing Gotham’s iconic dirt-covered birds is just as revolting as the caged shoots they’re being sold for. So until this is resolved, the pigeon is getting upgraded to peregrine hawk status or something, which means if you fuck with it, you’re fucking with us. Game on.