I've been seeing them in town for several years now. First ones I saw were a pair in the gravel drive picking grit at Pulliam's Trucking in South Greenwood. This was probably 3 or 4 years ago.
Saw one sitting with several mourning doves on the telephone wires at Quackhead's grandaddy's corn patch this past summer. That's about a mile from my house. Sitting beside a mourning dove the things look like pigeons.
We saw a bunch of them in town out in Mississippi on that ill fated trip a few years ago.
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