We took the little chick inside and rang for advice on how to raise a baby gold finch. Soon we had the right food and information and over the months this little guy endeared himself in our hearts and our visitors hearts.
He really had the run of the whole house. We had always planed to let him go one day but he seemed to be so dependent on us, well so we thought...it just took one second of lack in concentration one morning with the door just opened and out flew Billy Bob...I was devastated, I watched him speechless and tried top call him back but he kept on flying off into the distance, I watched him till he disappeared. To this day I still think that he visits us and sometimes I hear a little bird wolf whistling in the distance. If he is still out there I'm sure he would have taught other Gold finches several new whistling tunes!