Allie left home today. Went to what should be a very nice new home where there a lot of other birdies with a lady who has other cockatiels and budgies and sulphur cresteds… we will miss his chatter, but we can’t keep everyone. Bub and the little two (now called Salt and Pepper but very difficult to tell apart) are starting to venture out of the nesting box but are a few weeks away from being weaned yet.
In other news: our washing machine stopped working yesterday. After much turning it off and on again and cursing at the rotten thing, we went and bought a new one. I’m hoping the technology has improved over the last 11 years and the new one will be quieter and a little bit kinder on the clothes. The price for delivery included hauling away the old one, so at least we’re not left with the old one cluttering up the yard…
Poor Mr Beloved has a real shiner – all purple-y and green. He had a possible skin cancer cut out on Wednesday, 6 stitches – ouch! He goes back tomorrow to get the stitches out the the biopsy results, but the GP was pretty confident she’d got the whole thing.
I have a eustachian tube/middle ear infection thingummy and am deaf in my good ear, which is a bit of a bugger. My balance is off – I feel like elevators are going sideways. Not a huge problem in a town where the longest elevator ride I generally need is 4 stories, but still disconcerting.