She is the sweetest of the whole group, and so calm. Two days ago she tried to take a dust bath in... in wet feed. I wake up to find the Poor thing was encrusted in dried, caked-on feed and had started to pluck her chest feathers out in an attempt to clean herself. I freaked out and was late to work because I spent the morning painstakingly trying to remove the food without removing her fluff or soaking her in water. She stayed still and calm the entire time.