The third baby parakeet hatched today, and was apparently tossed out of the nestbox. After I discovered it squirming and peeping on the newspaper beneath the bottom of the cage, Clay scooped it up and put it back in the box -- the first two, hatched Wednesday and Thursday, are already twice the size of the brand-new baby.
Also, in bird-ish news, if ya didn't already know, I'm hooked on Twitter.
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