It has been a long time since I recorded an accident, because I am not such a clumsy toddler anymore. Earlier this evening the family drank coffee together. Normally I am not invited, but I had been home alone for a long time so today they made an exception. You might guess what happened... Sophia's hot chocolate was on the table and so was her biscuit. I wanted to know more about the latter, flew on the table and hit the cup with the tip of my wing! Down went the cup and out went the hot chocolate, all over the table which was covered with Hilke's magazines and letters, the manual of Jan's new telescope and an expensive book of his. Hilke was furious, Jan was furious and even Sophia was furious for losing her hot chocolate (she can be a bit childish at times). The only person who couldn't care less was the culprit himself, because the family knows better than to work off their bad temper on 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.