Monday, September 29, 2008
Sorry, this is an old post about a pet bird I once had.
At one time I raised a black and white magpie, a fledgling that fell from the nest in a high wind. It had no chance of survival on its own, too young to fly it would have soon become wild cat food, so my Dad brought it home, knowing I would love to raise her. It fretted for a couple of days, just...
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