I have started molting! Up to now I still had my first baby feathers, but now the bright colors start coming. Every time somebody scratches my head, tiny feathers fall off my head. I can already feel the pins of the new-growing feathers, what a marvelous design, eh?
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.