So Matty fell asleep on the way home from our after school activities today. That was at 5:30. At 7:45, he looked like this. Still asleep, still in his rain coat. He looks just about perfect, but it won't last and I think it's going to be a long night for someone around here--quite possibly me.
In other home news, our new bird cage arrived Friday. We put it together last night, which was an adventure in itself given the admirably brief instructions and blurry construction diagram. Tonight was moving day for the birds.
We debated the best method of getting them out of the old cage and into the new cage without turning the entire house into an aviary. In the end, we decided to line up the doors of the cages and just hope for the best. Here they are in their old cage, which is being held in front of the open door of the new cage.
Annabeth, who is much bolder, went first.
She sized up the new cage, saw that it was about 4 times bigger than the old one, and popped herself right in there.
Percy was more of a chicken. He hemmed and hawed, clinging to his old post while he watched his sister enjoying the new digs.
Not for too long, though. Within about five minutes of starting Operation Bird Transfer, both birds were in the new cage.
They seem to like it, and I think I'm going to like having them in their new location in the middle of the house where I can actually visit them during the day. I might not appreciate the additional mess, but I'm trying to overlook that for now.
This leads me to three observations.
1. These birds are so much smarter than the chickens.
2. The birds are loud enough to drown out Glee, even when we have the volume turned up to 38.
3. It looks like we could actually fit a few more birds in there . . .