I have a funny relationship with Hilke. Although she is the least affectionate family member, some way or another she fascinates me. Sometimes, I follow her like a little dog, playing with her toes. Although normally I don't approach her, when she is eating or when she is wearing her blouse with the nice expensive buttons, I fly on her arm or shoulder. She likes me, too. Two or three times a day she steals a kiss from me and I let her. Also, she plays with me and I love that, naturally.
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.