It’s been a month since I found Debra in an awful state. Yesterday morning, she and her mate moved into their new digs. There are still a few minor things to do to make their new home just right, but they seem quite happy. They’ve had a bath in their new bathtub, spent some time lounging in the sun, and flown from perch to perch. It’s good to see them living life as normally as possible.
Fig and Pen 