Takin’ a Shower

A Mourning Dove was perched above the feeding station when a thunderstorm rolled in. I thought he would fly away, but he just sat there as the raindrops got bigger and came down harder and harder:

Then he started a strange little dance that made me laugh. He lifted one wing up to the sky and balanced for a few seconds. Then lowered that wing and lifted the other one. Back and forth he went as the rain continued to fall:

I assume he was taking advantage of the free shower!