The Stig is perching his scrawny self on the only wooden perch in his cage, looking as if his feathers are permanently ruffled. However, he IS getting some sunbeans, so hopefully, the vitamin D will help him. I miss his singing...
Woops! Gotta close the door...the wind is shifting.
Miss Beaky, A.K.A. Peaches, gets truly angry if we remove the chewed up old perch from her cage.
She makes these noises:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gdvLObO3kjE