I finally have most of my adult plumage. A few feathers are still growing in on my upper breast, but I think I'm just beautiful right now. The folks around here agree, and they constantly tell me how pretty my huge new stars and golden-tipped head are.

I have learned to mimic quite a few words and sounds at this point. All throughout the day I sit and repeat: "Shadow! Shadow-birrrd", "Come here", "Shadow's purrty", "Stormy! Sunshine!", "peek-a-boo Shadow-birrrd", "Stormy's a birrrd", and I often mix and match my words to make funny phrases. I whistle a rather squeaky rendition of the first line of Dixie, and I can wolf whistle in a high-pitched tone.

Most of my time is spent playing with my many toys and with everything I can grab in the room. Oh, and I still love to flutter my wings at my mom right before she picks me up for a cuddle. Life is good!