Well, we have our reigning royal back in her kingdom.
Went to pick up Mallorn at 6 last night, and she was very happy to see me. I opened her cage door while she was still at her foster home and she flew around like a crazy bird after being cooped up for so long (I had told them not to let her out because she was unfamiliar with their home and also Bucky) and she didn't want to go back in. Which was a problem.
Anyway, I eventually snatched her up and stuffed her back in (with gentility and dignity, of course)--
Well, sorry, okay. It was getting late. Anyways, whereas on the ride there she was terrified--
No I wasn't!
Yes you were. On the way back, though, she actually enjoyed the car ride. She chirped and even preened, silly girl.
She got back home safe and sound and is enjoying flying around and preening my eyelashes.
Oh, and for those of you who wondered about her temperament, as soon as we got home, she started screeching and WOULD NOT STOP for almost ten minutes. Guess my punishment was getting yelled at, but at least we're all good now.
Hm, that's what you think.
Am I wrong?
Okay, fine. I don't forgive you but I guess I'll let it slide.
Now I just have to finish unpacking!