My friend R read this blog for the first time the other day. While she was impressed at how handsome Harley is, she asked for more pictures of the Finsters. I explained that it's hard to take photos of the little guys, since they're scared of me and fly away when I open the door. Plus, they usually go to the right side of the cage when I open the door — and since the perch on that side takes two people to change easily, it doesn't get cleaned as often. Which you can tell in the picture I just took:

But that's okay, since we'll be cleaning the whole Finsterium soon, on account of we'll be moving soon. On Tuesday, in fact. Um, that would be
tomorrow. Yikes!
To be honest, we've been moving things for the past few weeks — including Bob, who has not fared well
at all, despite being in a much brighter space. Harley has even visited a couple of times, although apart from the closets, which are
fascinating, he still seems a little nervous. That should change tomorrow, though, since we're having some people help us move the big stuff, including beds, couches and the birds' cages. We won't have everything transported by Tuesday, but once you've moved beds, the big TV, the birds and your underpants, it's pretty safe to say that you're living in a new place.
What with moving boxes of things across town every day, trying to keep track of where the checkbook is, getting used to stairs again, and trying not to panic over having more than one bathroom to clean, I suppose I can be forgiven for not noting the very important fact that Harley has been living with us for a year since April 20.
A YEAR!
It's a little hard to believe, frankly.
In some ways, it feels like he's been with us forever, and in other ways it feels like we're still getting to know one another. I guess the same can be said of many relationships, though.
We're looking forward to spending time with Harley in the new place, since it's much bigger than this apartment. I think he's been getting a little bored here, with so few places he can be safely without supervision. We plan to set up Harley Stations in most rooms, so he can climb around and play with toys in different spots. Bruce suspects we'll need a computer and a TV in every room, as well. He might be right.