OK, mommy is trying to get on track and schedule me some blog posts and time to visit friends. With her bird store job (a lot is done at home) and picking up an extra day a week at the temp job, she got wonky.
As to the most important thing, I am doing better with the sticky stinky boy and no trip to the VET necessary. The animal communications person explained to me (and had my beans explain to me too) that his "boundaries or energy field is growing and changing and that is okay. Ask Hendrix to honor and respect that energy field." So, I'm trying. She also talked to me on her own and we all think that helped.
There was an incedent yesterday but even mommy agreed I was provoked (think tail + fist + squeeze) and no one was hurt so it all turned out OK. I did show that sticky little turd by teeth big time tho. My tail didn't get yanked cause mommy was right there and swooped down and took Joel's (and Joel) away thank Bast. Just gripped.
I've been getting extra pets and playtime. Here is my taking out all my agression on my purple feather toy. Kill it! Kill it! Kill it and drag it behind the door and eat it!