He's a wild Junco that flew into our greenhouse window last year. He had broken his wing -you can see in the picture his right wing is droopy- and smashed his beak, which has grown back crooked.
He's not only survived but thrived in captivity. In the evenings when he gets antsy I let him out to explore my bedroom. He flies around a bit but always returns to his cage, which makes me feel good. He must see it as his safe place.
In the mornings he and Bruno the Zebra Finch have singing contests. Since I got Bruno, Spike's songs have gotten longer and more complex. Spike has an oh so sweet little voice, very quiet but unbelievably beautiful. Bruno modeled his song after the ringtone on my phone. He's a noisy little guy, but very cute!
No comments:
Post a Comment