
Odin is growing up.
Looking quite adult now compared to the little ball we started feeding earlier this summer. He is always hungry. Ham, sausages, dog food... He'll eat anything. The whole neighborhood is well domesticated. When the dog food didn't come out of the can quickly enough yesterday he bit my finger :-D
Often he just calls us out because he is lonely. He needs someone to walk around the garden with, turning stones, pulling out grass, etc.
He needs a mustasche and a monocule
SvarSletthe already has the mustache. A feathery one over the top of the beak.
SvarSlett