Abstract
In late April, a friend called me with a newly hatched finch - species unknown - that had been tossed from a nest. After giving the standard instructions on keeping the bird warm, 1-2 hour feedings, my formula, and a good luck wish, I expected to hear of the unsuccessful attempt. Four weeks later I met the most charming shaftail finch named Beaumont after the city in Texas. At the party I attended, Beaumont visited every individual with a friendly barrage of chatter along with a great deal of searching and pecking for tidbits. I was even more amazed by the success of my friend since this is his first bird.
