If you want to know how my diary entries come into existence: while Sophia is typing, I sit on her knee and read along. I can see that she masters her job, but after a while I decide to give her a hand and jump on the keyboard. She moans, hits the backspace several times and switches off the caps lock again. She moves her mouse to save the document and I jump on her hand. Just in time, she sees that she nearly hits the "Save changes - NO" button and tries to move the mouse in the right direction, which I consider such a nice game that it is nearly impossible for her. Finally, the document is saved. Another entry is ready for publication on the Internet.
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.