Time to get up this morning so my box was taken into the kitchen, scales came out - lid off the box and it was Good Morning Polly!!!
So as I tend to do now I can, I bounced my way up onto the box side and waited patiently.....and waited.... and waited.....
Whats the problem I wondered, everything seemed normal enough, so I hopped down and all became clear - I had to work for my food!!!
Take a look at the photo's and tell me how unfair it is! I'd heard slave labour went out years ago - not in this house it seems!!!!
PHEW! I was wrong - dad did the washing up after all! But I was partly right as I did have to work for my food all day long....
Up until today my food was cut up into pieces and I was fed one piece at a time - but today dad gave me a full mouse and it was up to me to eat it the best way I could, it meant using my talons to hold it and tear when needed - but hey I did it!!!
So all the food that followed through the day - which today was chicks were given to me whole - and I did cope with them although it didn't easy I have to say, in fact at times it took me a fair time to get through the food
Tonight dad chopped up my last feed of the day - I guess he just needed to know I had eaten everything before the lid went on the box and lights went out....
So now I am all grown up, I've lost all the downy fluff, I can jump to the edge of the box and then out the box, I have been on the glove and coped well....
Although not graceful yet, I am flying a short distance, I make my way to wherever mum and dad are - even upstairs!!! And lastly I am feeding and fending for myself.....
See you next time with another fascinating days events!
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