Abstract
After years of listening to people talk
about how they raise birds, it occurred
to me that the birds of S.L. Dingle, your
humble servant, are the only ones that
die. Further thought on the matter
stirred my curiosity. Finally, when a
good friend out Colton way showed me
a breeding pair of doves that had been
working for years (he said the male was
the same dove that Noah sent out of the
Ark) I decided to find out why my birds
preferred extinction.