No picture of the Grey, though- instead Chester and Cupcake. Only a few days in to the cold snap, they miss being outside already. Can't blame them at all. And I am sad that this cold snap was the final one that triggered Cupcake's barbering. She was such fluffy-fully-feathered-glory; hard to walk in to the room in the morning and see the pile of feather shreds. Chester is still doing well, maybe *just maybe* he will be fully feathered soon! Or not. Oh well.
We, by that I mean they, are singing to various folk tunes. I am still recovering from the flu.