No name canary
I'm incorrigible, I know it. My Sandy Beach friend Fran, founder of the Hope Bears charity that makes bears, caps, rugs and all sort of things for cancer patients, is too generous for her own good and yesterday she gave me this cute little guy.He's a white and grey canary. I think he's a he, anyway, and he woke me this morning with grunts if not male song. He seems to be settling in to the Ponderosa and now, lunchtime, he's starting to sing a bit. The other guys, John and Elizabeth Gould, haven't met him yet because they're in the bathroom and No Name (any ideas?) is in the rest of the cabin.
The hat-band, by the way, was a gift about a month ago from the third of my five grandchildren, Briar, darling that she is.
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