I just got my beak caught in the hole of a bead on a toy I really like. Thankfully momma was there to rescue me. I got really nervous but because she was there, she took me up and cut the toy away then pulled the bead off my beak tip. I'm glad she was there because I couldn't have gotten it off myself. I get really nervous when something like this happens but afterwards I always bounce back to being my happy, jolly, clownish self again.

I have found a great new spot. It's really comfy up here.



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Boy I sure love to sneak into my brother's house and eat up all his snack mix when he's not looking!




Here's what I'm eating:



I still love my new big huge house! I fly around it all the time and sit on the banister in the foyer and scream as loudly as I can to hear my echo!Everyone loves it, even then neighbors. I can see them through the big window looking over here every time I do it. So I do it even louder. Momma comes up and takes me back downstairs when I do it really loud and puts me on my boing just so I can fly back up there all over again. It's FUN!

She has this plant sitting out and I love to try getting into the dirt. I don't know how she always knows when I'm about to go to it, though. I don't make a single sound and I'm reeeeally quiet when I do, so I can't figure out how she always knows.

The other day she took me to get my beak trimmed. She says I have a "substantial" beak, whatever that means.

Today while momma was watering her garden I flew over to the counter and found a whole pan of freshly baked birdie muffins, cooled off and ready for eating! I made sure to show momma how much I appreciate her making the muffins by ripping off every one of the tops and shredding them and eating some of them too. Boy was she happy to find the whole muffin pan taken apart when she came back from outside! The look on her face told it all!