Today Jan gave me another shower in Sophia's living room. I liked it better than the first time, although I was still a bit suspicious. Everything was wet: Sophia's sweater, the floor, the wall and some floppy disks on the table. Jan thinks that even I got a wet spot on me, although Sophia is not sure. They figured that next time they'll be giving me my shower in the bathroom.
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.