Today I noticed that Koko, had been pecked on the cheek, and was looking decidedly unhappy in the flight with the rowdy crew.
He was quite content to come and sit in my hand meep meeping forlornly

Having washed and cleaned the cage he'd come in, I placed some branch perches in there, along with a round homemade swing, and some cheery flowers. Some food and water finished the reno's, and Koko went back into his old cage..... along with a little pied (?) weanling girlie, whom I named Kaylie.
He looked around in wonder, as if to say: I know this house, but it looks all diiferent somehow... and who is she ?

Hopefully they will hit it off and become good companions to one another.