James said I had a screaming nightmare last night. I don't think I've had one in a long while. I was too busy thinking about Mom, I guess. Ironically, after I got to sleep it was actually nice for sleeping; my feet even got cold and that's rare at night lately.

I have had to take Pidgie's string toy away from him. He was sitting worrying at it all day and not eating. When he ignores a sprig of millet for string it's not good. He was even playing with it during the night. Last night I made sure he slept and now he's going hell for leather with his other toys.

James is eating a breakfast sandwich right now. Willow is staring at him trying to persuade him she is starving (she is; she hasn't eaten in fifteen whole minutes).

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