Puff Mommy is fine

Yikes!

Puffcheeks gave me one hell of a scare.  Even though I had seen her walking around thirty seconds earlier, she looked stone dead on the path.  

I saw her eye, though, so the cold chill surging over me passed, and I got the camera to capture the dead bird pose.  Then she hopped up.  It’s hot, it’s just really hot!

She is molting a bit, getting patchy and sparse around her neck.  Beards are definitely hot in the summer.

Galahad and the keets visiting the chicks.

And Philippe visiting the chicks.  Foxy’s uncomfortable with this. You do not belong in here.

The birds love to lounge around on the path.  Then they act put out when I want to walk by.  Ten times a day, they’re sprawled out or piled up in the middle of the path. They do a lot of lounging.