That was very nice of Brian.
Not sure where the rest of the family is, but they’re all doing something. I hear whistling: I gave out whistles at my Outdoor Safety lesson.
Brian feels he needed to do something for me because I gave him the chairs, the table and the microwave cart, and because I’m resistant to having unaccompanied men in my apartment, I have repeatedly told him “nothing, thanks.”
Then I remembered the cage stand and asked if he could clean it up for me, which had been sitting outside since the birds went to the aviary, in Kanab. I had it for sale on Facebook Marketplace, but the only taker decided that 60 miles was too far to drive to pay $80 for a flight cage. So I’m taking it all as a sign that I need to be on the lookout for more birds.
Once I get settled, I’ll check with the vets in the area and let them know I can take a couple of rescues. Same breed, same circumstance, etc. The cage may hold up to four, but I would have to consult with someone with more knowledge than I have. I don’t want to make a mistake and condemn four little lives.
Oh, whistles! What a wonderful idea! I need a whistle for my key chain!