Oct
20
I soon learnt that these tiny birds already had different characters. If I put my hand into their box, with a handful of food, Juanita would rush up and begin eating. Little Negrita would run away, until she realised that there was no danger. Then she would hurry back. Meanwhile, Cirillo would be climbing all over my hand, asking for a cuddle. As she grew Cirillo continued to be very friendly, and she soon became my favourite.
Chicken Ship — Yacht Mollymawk — The cruising log of the good ship Mollymawk