I’m home from Birdie Camp. I played with 8 other campers (from cockatiel to Amazons…and one smaller ‘too).

I laid two eggs which broke at the bottom of my tent. I hope that doesn’t mean I’ll lay another one. The biggest cluch I ever laid was three. Usually I lay two. I only lay the third if I broke one of the others. Only time will tell … which would mean Saturday night.

don’t even think about it…no butt-rubbin’ allowed. Our camp councellor is VERY strick! Only healthy foods but we do get to watch some cartoons in the afternoon.

I had a pet-i-cure while I was there. I HATE THEM. It takes 2 camp councellors because I’m a wiggler.

Chat more later. I came up with another bird-day verse. I’ll peck it out later. It’s time for me to get even more attention while my caretakers still feel guilty not taking me with them to Big Sky country (MT).