Woody has gotten used to being the only pet in very short order. First he sleeps until eight or later and then is happy as a clam just to sit on top of his cage and wait for me to fix my breakfast. (Before he would be anxious while I fix HIS breakfast) But, now he is content to just eat mine!
Of course, he does like to be clean, so after breakfast he gets a shower and does a little preening! All in a days work for birdie!
He looks so pathetic when he is all wet, but he sits on top of the cage and lets me use the blow dryer on him until he is nice and dry and fluffy again! Then he looks at himself in the mirror and sings and sings. Ah..la dolce vita!