This is a diary of the adventures of two zebra finches, with some other miscellaneous information about the escapades of their companion and ghost writer.

Sunday, November 29, 2009


I hate the fact that Daryl and Darryl have to live in a cage. For birds which might live in an area of several square miles, a cage seems more like a prison. These guys, however, were born in captivity, and I am hoping that they will be happy in the rather commodious digs which I have made for them.

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