This will be short because most of you may not have even read my last, but today was great! Everyday I spend here, I am more and more convinced about how well established the chirch is here in China. In Hong Kong, Chelsea and I were blessed to be able to do baptisms, while mom and dad did some cealings, we've met many missionarys, and the church meeting today was well attended (American, not Chineese.) Then a President Toronto (related to dads mission pres.) took us to see the spot where David O Mackay dedicated China to the work of the Lord. We were even able to talk to our tour guide a little about the church, even though we could get in legal trouble because of it. The Chineese people are interested about the church. They want the same advantages as the Americans have but, back to Pres. Mackay. He dedicated China in a place in the forbiden city. We walked there, and on the way, a lady came and began speaking to Chelsea. Pres. Toronto explained she wanted a picture with chelsea because of her "blonde" hair! It was so funny. But we had to get out of that part because more people were going to come and ask for pictures with the blonde haired girl. We proceded to the spot that was dedicated and found many many people there. It was a match making convention!! Can you beleive that!! Chelsea was looked at by many many people, but we wouldn't settle for anything less than eight cows (Jonny Lingo!) Also, most of the people who were being matched were born in the 1970's, not a great match for Chelly. It's been a great day, but so so hot and so much walking! I can't wait to go to bed.
We found him in our alley just over a week ago. I was trimming some weeds and I skimmed right over him, missing him by a fraction of an inch. His wing was cut and bleeding. We think that he was pecked by the other birds in our yard (we have one big mean black bird that attacks us when we go out). I moved him inside, much to Carrie’s dismay. He(?) spent the first few days in a make-shift cage in our back room, until we were able to move him to a more suitable home. I spent my time calming down Carrie, then the bird, then Carrie, etc…. Carrie is doing great and the bird’s wing has healed and he can fly again. He is still scared of us. Animal control euthanizes most birds and the pet stores in town will not take him, so, for the time being, he is with us. 
The good news is that Carrie (dare I say it) is starting to like our little friend. We are hoping that he starts to warm up to us soon. How long does it usually take? We are willing to accept suggestions on names, Winston Churchill is the current front runner (even though I had an annoying student named Winston last semester), followed by Grandpa’s favorite Scottish author, Rabbie (Robert) Burns, and Ang-mu-sae, which is the Korean name for parakeet and the nick-name of Sister Choi’s youngest daughter (I taught Sister Choi on my mission). Let us know what you think. So Mom, there is your up-date. While you guys are gallivanting around the orient, we are doing our best to thwart natural selection and are making every effort to make our little guest comfortable. Be safe and have fun on the rest of your trip.
