Mirror Bird is boring after all. It has copied everything that I could think of, and I can clearly see that we both don't know what else to do. If you want to know the truth, this bird has started to look a bit featherbrained to me.
I had a major panic attack! Jan and Sophia continued where they left off yesterday: they took me in the car again, closed the door (gently) and Jan started the car. Boy, was I scared. I tried to fly through the car window, to the back seat and on the front mirror. Finally, I crept under Sophia's arm and stayed there, panting. I hate the car. It messes up all my feathers.