The First of Many It is through a slight feeling of trepidation that I write. For how am I to introduce myself? As far as anyone is concerned I am a canary of the name Hibird and I belong to a nice French gentleman named Alaude. I do not like the feeling of trepidation, I prefer to throw caution to the wind and watch it fly as I run freely. This is actually quite funny, for I am a bird... and certainly not a roadrunner. Perhaps it is I that should be flying and it is trepidation that should be watching with jealousy as a fly... oh! Isn't that just funny?? I've gone and given a feeling its own set of feelings. Aren't I just the bravest little birdie you've ever seen! I must be quite a sight, I'd expect. Hibirds are known for their brave natures, why I have a friend who sports the nicest Pompadour any bird had ever sported in history! I happen to think that is an excellent example of delving into the ever omnipotent "epic" |