Today
I am five weeks old, and everyone still tells me I am the cutest thing in feathers.
Several days ago I began to nibble food from a dish in my cage along with my
handfeedings. Now I often run away while fussing when mom tries to feed me.
I sing and warble as loud as I can whenever anyone watches tv or sings to me.
And I still love to be kissed and held.
Dad is
teasing me, and I am preparing to jump and attack his fingers any second now!
