After six long days again that Friday and Friday means I try to write something about my birds in this community it has become my day to day habit and the funny thing is I like to write here and other members of this community I also like to read contributions because everyone here is a bird lover and I love to see it.Anyway friends, we wish you all a happy Friday and a good weekend.
The pigeons that I will say today are not my pigeons because they are my father's. My father also likes to take care birds like me.So these pigeons have been take care by my father for a long time and the most interesting thing is that a friendly relationship has been formed with these pigeons.Last night we came to our house for a job and after a long time to come home I saw my father's pigeons this morning and had a great time because after a long time I was feeding the pigeons myself The atmosphere was good.
Most of my father's pigeons are white because he has a special fascination with white, so each of my father's pigeons is fairly white.Anyway, this morning when I woke up and fed my father's pigeons, they surrounded me and they were all sitting on the roof of my house and the nature was very beautiful.
All in all I had a great time with my father's pigeons because I felt so good because I also take birds.And I learned my love for birds from my father and seeing my father, I developed a love for birds and an interest in keeping birds.We originally came to the village house for a day and that's why I miss my birds a lot because I remembered my birds when I was feeding my father's birds. I don't know what condition they are in. I wish them well.
