One afternoon we found a bird of a certain size on the window sill... He looked exhausted and was very scared, but he didn't move. He was lying on top of it at night and I was sorry to leave him outside. I took it and put it in a box. The next morning I heard noise inside the box and that animal with feathers wanted out. I opened the box and it flew around the room until I found another place to rest I looked up information and found out she was a cockatiel I had no ring and no way of knowing where it came from. We alerted the neighborhood in case we could find his home, but no one knew of its existence. It could be abandoned or lost. He rested while we searched for his real home with no results. While we were thinking of a solution we decided to give him some minimum care which he appreciated. He is now part of our family and his name is…MAÑICO