ME AND MY PETS - Part 2

 It's a stretch to call these my pets but I have to relate a little about my mother's birds.  First of all, my mother loved to sing and was very good.  She and my dad also loved music but we only had a radio when I was young.  

 Mom kept a canary in a cage.  The cage hung on a stand in our dining room.  It kept her company during the day.  Women didn't work outside the home in the 1940s, 50s, and 60s except during the War.   The canaries sang beautifully but were hard to keep alive.  We didn't have air conditioning, of course.  We would leave our windows open when it got warm.  Any cool breeze that sometimes came seemed to do them in.  

 Once, I talked mom into getting a parakeet instead of a canary.  Same cage but a lot more fun.   I'd feed it and change the floor covering in the cage.  Got it to sit on my finger - big trick.  I'd let it fly around the house to my mother's considerable consternation.   Alas, it didn't live that long, either.  So much for the birds.  

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