The pet I’ll never forget : Crispin, the big-headed canary
A tiny bird with a giant ego, Crispin was a remarkable singer – especially if you told him how talented, intelligent and gracious he was I was around four years old when my parents bought me Crispin, my first pet. A handsome yellow canary, Crispin was bad-tempered and behaved like an alpha male. (…)
Site référencé: The Guardian (Africa)
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