Well, yesterday was Valentine's Day, so I think it's time to tell you my love story. I present to Erik, my feathered child, a beautiful sparrow who is now four years old, but he saw death very closely. So this is your story and your progress step by step, he came home with just eight days of life, until today.
Clarification: I am totally against caged birds, but with Erik there's not another chance. He can not fly, one of his wings was hurt when I fell from the nest, and is so small you just can not go loose in the house and yard, jumping around, it's really dangerous for him. One day he ended up stuck behind the refrigerator and nearly died, and again almost jumps over a burning stove. He is very restless and SO small, I do not want anything bad to happen to him. But sometimes, he plays in the freedom and safety in my room.