We are kindred spirits. I got my dad finches a few years ago and he loved them...unfortunately the cat did too. Apparently when one dies, the mate dies of loneliness, which makes me love finches even more. Those romantic little birds.
I never saw this comment it slipped by..My mom actually lost one birdie and in the process of finding a new partner for the other she noticed that he started to sing beautifully. She found out that he was changing his song because he was looking for a new love. How sweet. Luckily my mom found him one.
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