Sophia was playing her music and singing loudly along with me, when suddenly she noticed that we were not the only source of all the noise. She quieted down, and there it was: laughter and loud whistling of the Laurel and Hardy theme. It came from outside, right in front of the house. She opened the window and saw a group of young children. They told her that they stand there frequently to interact with me, Dandy! I knew it of course, but I don't tell every detail of my life to my family. They might think I am spoiled.
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.