
Quarantine broken.

It's really hard to quarantine in my tiny house, but I did try at least.
You can tell Speck is kind of paranoid, pinned eyes, flat feathers. They will not be let out together for a while. He isn't comfortable yet and retired to bed early. Poppy seemed to be more of a pest than a buddy right now. He was too in-your-face and it frightened him.
But while Speck went nigh night, I got some more pictures of Poppy...
Stealing Beck's millet.

Sleepy.
