This morning, Sophia had a day off work. As usual, Jan and me went to her room around nine to can wake her up. We have done that as long as I am in this house and I still think it is a great morning ritual... although Sophia always moans that she would have liked to sleep a bit longer on her free days!
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.