Sally is molting. She looks terrible. She might also have a sore foot, but I'm not about to try to catch her to find out. Going through a terrible molt is hard enough.

Frank has a sore foot. The Bird Catcher caught him last night, I smeared Neosporin on the offending toe, Frank bit me HARD. I caught him again this morning, smeared Neosporin on it, and put him back in the Big House. Of course, he's standing on one foot and picking that toe right now. Normally I'd keep Frank out for another day or two, for more medication (and bites), but I'm off on an overnight trip and don't want to leave him alone in the hospital cage. I'll just have to get the Bird Catcher back again, if there's still a problem.