. My pets; real happenings in my aviary . ttle fellow immensely, for heoften insinuated his pretty little cooing note in themidst of our family conversation. He knew eachone of us, and would call out when we came near 32 The Owls Start on Their Travels him, but a stranger he always received in silence,and with raised ear tufts. We tried not to mourn foolishly for our pet. Thereproach is often and justly brought against animal-lovers that they are over-sensitive—that they lovenot wisely, but too well. We suffer, and the lowercreation suffers with us. We lie down and die, andso must they. The ra
. My pets; real happenings in my aviary . ttle fellow immensely, for heoften insinuated his pretty little cooing note in themidst of our family conversation. He knew eachone of us, and would call out when we came near 32 The Owls Start on Their Travels him, but a stranger he always received in silence,and with raised ear tufts. We tried not to mourn foolishly for our pet. Thereproach is often and justly brought against animal-lovers that they are over-sensitive—that they lovenot wisely, but too well. We suffer, and the lowercreation suffers with us. We lie down and die, andso must they. The rational and really happy wayis to struggle against this passion of tenderness forall suffering, created things, to endeavor to be wiseand practical, and while doing everything in ourpower to alleviate all suffering and unhappiness, yetnot to be weakened by it. Little Solomon had a happy life, and an almostpainless death. There was only one thing lack-ing. We would like to look forward to seeing himagain. Perhaps we shall—who knows? 33. CHAPTER III A REIGN OF ROBINS BOB THE FIRST, at the head of my long list ofrobins, having been killed by my pet owl, Ivery soon bought another. This one was not sogentle nor so handsome as Bob the First, his wingsand his tail having their ends sawed off by contactwith the wires of too small a cage. Fearing that he might be lonely in my aviarywith only rabbits, gulneapigs, pet rats, and pigeonsfor company, I bought another robin called new bird was long, straight, sharp-eyed, andmuch smarter in his movements than Bob the Sec-ond who, of course, considering the condition of his 34 A Reign of Robins wings and tail, could not fly, and was obliged to hopover the ground. It was very amusing to see the two robins stare ateach other. Both had probably been trapped young,for at that time the law against the keeping of wildbirds in captivity was not enforced, and boys andmen were perniciously active in their depredationsamong our beautiful wild
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