Today I have become ONE YEAR OLD! Think of it! When I came to live with the family I was five weeks old: a bald and helpless little baby. Now I am a strikingly handsome (if I may say so myself), fully feathered, strong youngster... still a bit dependent on my human parents but getting to be a real person. Needless to say my family is proud of 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.