Dear Angela is very nice to me now, and I felt quite sorry for her when she had to go to the vet - same one who trims my beak - and have her leg fixed. It had a nasty thing growing on it. It is all better now, but she ws a naughty girl and tried to do some surgery on it herself after the vbet had done his stuff. So.. she had to wear a big thing round her neck that Mum called a bucket. That meant she could not get to her leg.. she was very sad.
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