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well this is funny, I'm at work, so this is getting to be the END of the day for me.

Since my last German Shepherd died I decided to get birds. I had someone give me a pair of Zebra Finches, I was thinking, oh, they'd be nice quite birds, maybe some peeping once in awhile.

well, I stand corrected, this litte devils especailly the male, who I call cricket, obvious reasons, all day long! that's the sound, crick-et! crick-et! hee hee. he's courting the female. Well I"ve had one breeding from them and had 4 babies.

sheesh, now I Know what people are complaining about with kids and their 3 am feeding. This baby birds, squaked something terrible. You could just hear them, FEED ME, FEED ME, FEED ME

NOW! NOW! NOW!

hee hee, little devils.

babies are all grown up, daddy bird is trying to convice the female, hey baby, let's do this again! hardy har har.

well I took the nesting box out, as they should have a rest, Since they are new birds to me, I'm not sure how often they'd been bred before I got them.

Poor little female looks pretty bad, as the male keeps plucking feathers from her to line the nest. Even if I've put feathers and other things on the bottom of the cage for them. Darn this little devil.

The male escaped one day, and you could immediately tell he knew what he was doing. He'd come with a hands breath of me catching him and then he'd hop a couple of steps away. He'd be rolling his eyes at me, twisting his head, uh hmm, little devil was playing catch me if you can. Finally after about 1/2 hour he was tired so let me catch him.

I'm getting a fishing net, so I won't have to go through this again!

ha ha!