Pip and Alfie saw me open this thread and instantly started chattering out their messages! So I'm handing the laptop over to them...
Pip, you're Purple
Alfie, you're Blue
HI SANTABIRDY!!! This is my first ever Christmas! I'm SOO excited!!!Alfie! You have to be nice and polite, or Santa won't give us anything!What even is Christmas?Remember, mum told you - its where it's really cold outside, but everyone's happy and there's merry music and lots of presents. This is our letter to Santa, asking if he will bring us anything.Oh, okay!
I'll go first then. Santa, i've been a very good boy this year and I hope have entertained mum lots. I also kept Pip company while he was sad about losing Orla a couple of months ago, because he was really close to her. I also want to thank my mum so much for rescuing me from the pet shop, I had been in that tiny tiny cage with no toys for four months and it was driving me so mad, I hated it! Thankfully mum saw me and couldn't leave me (I'm too cute see), she took me hope and instantly put me in a bigger cage. I thought that was good, but then, after a few weeks, I was actually let out!! I could FLY!!! Actually FLY! So a big thanks mum, I now have the happiest life a budgie could ever want with my best friend Pip, lots of toys and lots of flight space

So anyway is there any chance I could have a new shredder toy? I shredded my old one...Thanks Santa!
Hi Santa, it's Pip. I have thought long and hard about this, and I realised I have all the toys I could ever want. There is only one thing I really want, so here goes.
Before Alfie came, I was brought home and welcomed by two beautiful girl budgies, Jo and Orla. Orla was the most stunning bird ever, and she really was like a mum to me, and Jo had a feather condition, which meant she was scrawny and couldn't fly but to me she was beautiful. Jo was so playful and I loved her to bits but it broke my heart to watch her try and always fail to fly. I thought my life was perfect, until Jo started to get weaker and weaker. It was actually on Christmas day last year that she died... so this Christmas is gonna be a hard one for me. Maybe you were too busy to come and save her, I don't know.
Then, a couple of months ago, Orla left me. I was totally devastated, Alfie was the only thing that got me through. I'm okay now, but not a day goes by where I don't think about my two first real friends. So I was going to ask you if you could bring them back to me, healthy and happy again. But mum gently told me that that wouldn't be possible, so I'm going to ask this: please, Santa, go up to heaven and tell them I say hi. Make sure they're happy up there, and ask Jo how she likes her new angel wings. Tell them I miss them. Tell them I love them.
Thanks, Santa.