Today I hardly slept all night. I screamed and screamed. It's all Spring.

I weighed myself. I'm weighing 3700! I eat normally. I run, I jump. I clearly feel better than before the operation.

On the street the birds are singing, and at my house too. I live with two parrots: George and Thomas. George is light blue, and Thomas is bright blue with black and white. Thomas is an indomitable optimist, endlessly sings, jumps, plays and sometimes flies. He's been with us about two months. George spent a year in an uncomfortable cage, he was not allowed to fly until we found him and took him to us, just at Christmas. His neighbors were various parrots: ares, cocks, cockatoos and jacobs. He learned their languages. Now he is cheerful like Thomas and beautifully sings.

Before that also Steffen lived with me. He was bright green with yellow. He loved to destroy everything, but he was silent. Unfortunately, he died from unknown disease. I often remember him...