I recently got African zebra finches for need of something to come home to and to cover the silence here. They were buddies and so I took them both at the pet store because it would have been too unkind to separate them. They sing to each other, sleep on the same perch together, sleep together inside their nest, and play together. They have lived contented to do all things in this manner for 3 months now. 2 days ago I came home to squawking birds! They were chasing each other across their cage, pecking at each other, and perched at separate sides of their cage. What once was such a wonderful friendship is now a brutal battle for control over territory of the nest. They are sort of maimed looking now too, with battle scars from their frequent vicious attacks on each other. I burst into tears and called my mom when I read online that they may never make up. This could be it. My birds, that have been so refreshing and just what I needed the last couple of months for the pure enjoyment of their "love songs" filling the silence of this now empty house, have fallen silent with dissension. I used to enjoy watching them so much, and now it just makes me so sad to see their broken relationship. I thought they would always love each other! Isn't it sad that even birds break-up. I had no idea. They are symbolic of my hope and now I'm at a bit of a loss over their constant quarreling.
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