Zebra Finches
it's my first post, so be gentle with me.

I am the only person I know that has owned Zebra Finches as pets.

We found the first one after the Great Storm of 1987 (I was a mere 3 years old at the time, but i do remember him quite clearly), and so we subsequently named him Windsday, after the Winnie the Pooh rhyme that had featured in one of the classic cartoons.

He was a beautiful bird, brightly coloured plumage, but he started to look rather lonely so we had to find him a mate. which we named happy (Happy Windsday, if anyone remembers this, good effort!)

Happy was plainer, but together they had babies. Three of them. Loppy, Bunikin (yes, yes, I know, but I didn't have rabbits) and Yogi. Alas, poor Yogi died. i seem to remember finding him and thinking he looked like a turtle, as he was still in his infancy.

The birds provided me and my brother with much enjoyment, as at the ages of three and one, small animals tend to do. They used to land in the light shade shaped like a hot-air balloon, and sit in the passenger bit. Classic. Great memories that will stay with me forever.

Then, as soon as they had arrived, they were gone. I remember being distraught, and my mother taking me to Gatwick Zoo to show me that 'they were there, they'd just moved to a new home.' I think I even pretended that I recognised one of them.

I found out a few years later what had happened. my dad had left the window open (whether by accident or on purpose, I'll never know. i don't really want to) and they'd all flown out. Probably mauled by some ghastly mog somewhere. or maybe they had actually gone to gatwick Zoo.

I live in hope.

Apologies for lack of humour, I'll think of some funny stories soon! I promise!
(pacman_40 Pocket Kleenex: for the wanker on the go, Fri 8 Jun 2007, 10:26, Reply)