16 BEYOND THE PASTURE BARS 



How he managed to hang on to those smooth, 

 perpendicular boards, even though propped by 

 his sharp-pointed tail feathers, I could not see. 

 There was nothing but flat wall to hold to. Yet 

 there he clung, securely, and so firmly braced 

 that he was using his chisel-edged beak as a small, 

 but powerful, electric drill to bore through the 

 new inch-thick boards. 



What a glorious hole for a nest there must be in there I 



