Max and Calypso are settling into their roles in a reduced flock. I think they are both pretty excited to have more attention from me. Calypso, in particular, is happy that Thomas isn't around as much. He's always climbing down from his cage to come and find me. When Thomas was around, he didn't feel comfortable enough to do that. It's exciting to see him come out of his shell more.
Yesterday, I was packing to spend the evening with my parents. Max flew to the stairs and then walked up the rest of the stairs to find me in the bedroom. Calypso walked to the bottom of the stairs and then beeped expectantly until I brought him up as well.
The two of them wandered over my (as yet unmade) bed while I packed. They were good supervisors:
Calypso eventually made it over to my pillow, which reminded me of the
Arrested Development episode where Buster was upset because there was a (wild) bird on his pillow. I wasn't upset by the bird on mine, though! I thought it was cute.
I predict that the three of us have many good times ahead!
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