By now I like being taken outside, but that horrid chain shouldn't be there. Normally I don't question my family's actions, but now I am in doubt whether they are doing the right thing. Instead of enjoying the sunshine, the green garden and the many birds I see, I keep showing them the chain around my leg by lifting my claw and biting the links. The family is absolutely relentless. As long as I am outside, the chain stays on.
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.