I have always adored the furry creatures. Oh how I love them. And about a decade ago I began a deepening appreciation of all things arthropod, including cohabitation with several enormous nests of wasps in which I watched them rear many litters of young. And then, about six years ago, I began noticing birds. It's not, obviously, that I didn't see the winged ones, it's that I didn't See them. Now I do. I save their feathers and watch the sky for their flock art and listen to the stories they tell. And now this morning, appearing in my inbox, something fabulous from Mark Morford about African Greys that Blew My Mind.