Flower's mom was killed on the highway and the gal that usually takes the wild ones is full up. She asked me to take some of the overflow, so Flower came here.
What she is like? She is nosey, and stinky and funny. She chirps and chatters and snaps at the flies that congregate around her cage. And yes, I clean her cage 3 times a day, but she is just a stinky baby. She is into everything, the cats investigate her all the time, and she rolls herself up into a little hump with that formidable tail quivering and straight up in the air. LOL
Here is the batch from last year. One thing about feeding them hardboiled eggs, is that Bacardi loves them too!