The painting guy was back today, wandering around the building so much that no spot was safe (except [thankfully] the bathroom). But this time I was (almost) prepared so (at least) saw Peanut take off and could run after him - and besides, he landed successfully on the side of the Finsterium.

Then, while I was taking off the daily (or, now that there are only four Finsters, the every other daily - but that's a different story) layer of paper from the Finsterium floor, Peanut flew right inside and landed on a perch! This was only the third time he's done that, which is good, because his Mighty Beak Of Biting is totally capable of chomping the Finster's toes off. They know it, too, and got all Finstipated. Peanut was very proud of himself, sitting on their perch, and then I was very proud of him, when he stepped right up onto my hand. All the birds have gone to bed now, after all the excitement.