Karl’s Asylum ... for the terminally deranged

It’s Tuesday!

And it feels like Thursday. Heyho…thats what we get for keeping an “out by 7.30am” policy in the mornings, including weekends. It’s helping me feel quite awake to be honest..but the day seems longer for it. Doesn’t help it’s pitch black when I go to work, and much the same when I come back.

We took the guinea pigs to the vets last night for nail clipping - lots of squealing, and one bleed all over my hand later and they’re just treating me a little cautiously..heh. They’ll get over it. It needed doing. I’m just laughing at the budgie throwing his toys out of the pram.

He’s got a hatred of bells..we put them in the cage, he throws them out with some force. So I Blu-Tacked one in. We’ve had squawking, wing flapping, headbutting, head waving to intimidate it, animated chattering at us and the mirrors, and hanging upside down from the bell by one foot while attacking it with his beak, thereby also biting himself. Eventually he tried to pull it so hard he lost his grip and literally threw himself off the ledge onto the floor of his cage, to large amounts of laughter from me and mum.

Then he climbed back up and had a squawking, flapping paddy because we laughed. Looks like we have an attitude developing :D I’ll get there yet.

Ah..and I have a new toy to play with..but I’m not going to say much more on that..it’s a secret..:)

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