-Piggy
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| Here are the little buggers. That's the female on the left and the male on the right. They ended up at the shelter when their owner died. The stress of all the moving and puppies barking caused a little feather picking, but mom and I hope it'll get better soon. The biggest problem is finding names for them. I was already called Piggy when mom adopted me but these little guys are still nameless. | |||||||||||||||||||
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| They live in this cage in the dining room. | |||||||||||||||||||
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| Some close-ups of the female showing her poor little featherless head. There are a few pinfeathers coming in so maybe she's getting better already. | |||||||||||||||||||
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| The male is a little ham, trying to steal the camera away. He whistles just like an outside bird and immitates some kind of alarm that mom hasn't figured out yet. All I know is it hurts my ears. | |||||||||||||||||||
| Thanks for visiting. -Piggy |
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