UGHHHHH!

My birds can fly...sort of. With one feather. Oh my god! At least they get tired and are more willing to be picked up from high places. They appear to have a one foot high, per three feet in length.

My baby bird is learning to talk just like the older one. Soon...I will not be able to tell them apart.

It is like them learning a new language.

They make kissy noises when they want to be pet. Basic skinner conditioning. I make kissy noises when I pet them.