My chicks hate to be left alone

My wife had a young parrokeet that our boys rescued from a hawk. It followed her around on foot everywhere. One morning I heard "SWERRRRKKKKKGG" then "OH NO!!! he's DEAD!!"
Hurrying into the room to console my sobbing wife, I saw what had happened. The bird, had once again climbed out of his box, to follow her around and not seeing him because she was cooking, (she's a very intensive "Italian Mama" cook) she'd squished him underfoot.
 

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