Mum Washed My Covers! OMG!

I feel vielated! Mum washed my covers! They was all smelly just right and she went washed my smell out of them saying they was stinky. 
Why do our Mums do that when our covers have our smell on themjust the way we likethem? I saw her hang them out and when they were bruwght back inside she foldedthem and and I didnt like how they looked or felt. Mum tried to get me to touchthem but they felt wrong. i have to poo on them again to make them smell right!

Busy Mum!

Mum has been reelly busy lately. she has been up reelly early and doing a lot of things around the place and going out every few days and coming home late.

but she doesnt forget me. we have been having reelly cold days. and wet days and she covers me up with my blankets and pulls the curtin. she has been scratching my head and making shur i'm warm. 

today mum went out early.

then she came home and unpacked.

then she went out again and stayed away a long time!

she came home when it was almost dark and i was beginnning to get cold!

but she was cold too!

so she closed up all the curtins and made the house nice and warm. its late now. time for bed!

Wet and Cold Days

For the last few days, Mum has kept my covers on my cage because it's been cold all day. I hear the wind making loud noises and rain falling outside and against the windows but feel nice and safe and warm here inside where Mum has kept me. She comes by and looks in and makes sure I'm okay while i keep to the back of my cage on my swing all fluffly up and snoozy and she asks me if i'm okay. 

Most nights Mum will wait until her hands are nice and warm and she will come get me out and giveme a cuddle. scratching me under the chin until I go to sleep a bit. she thinks its cute, and while she is doing that its raining outside and cold and windy.

Windy Days

We have been having windy dsays but the sun has been out too. Mum takes my covers off me and pulls the curtain back the sun is lovely and warm on my feathers all day long!  

Then I get and talk to the birdy in the mirror and feed her too and play under the newspaper until Mum comes down from upstairs to do house stuff and read outside in the wind. All day the radio has been talking to me and playing music, but it isthe same stuff all the time and it gets boring. I try to tell it, but it ignores me.

Mum has been putting on her black shiny things the play music and singing to them while she paints. I like Mum's music. it's different. the sun is nice and warm now, I'm going to play in it and saty warm today.