She liked the bird, it let her touch its feathers, and she thought it could be her friend. "No Lisa." Her mother knew, birds of prey could never be pets. "Come away, we'll buy you a canary."
She liked the bird, it let her touch its feathers, and she thought it could be her friend. "No Lisa." Her mother knew, birds of prey could never be pets. "Come away, we'll buy you a canary."