Every morning I would let Wist and Varia out of the laundry and he would fly from the door to the pen - I left him enough wing to fly so he could keep himself safe.....It didnt help in the end
Every afternoon I would take my little purple cat carrier and call him. As soon as I put it down, he would waddle on in, trusting me.
Often he would fly off in a little circle and return to my side. At least 3 times in his life he flew too far and had to be brought back by search party. He had learned to come to my voice
Every morning I would let Wist and Varia out of the laundry and he would fly from the door to the pen - I left him enough wing to fly so he could keep himself safe.....It didnt help in the end
He loved the sun
With my daughter
Kleonaptra

Every morning I would let Wist and Varia out of the laundry and he would fly from the door to the pen - I left him enough wing to fly so he could keep himself safe.....It didnt help in the end

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