Vingdragån day 8

Today he picked up a piece of carrot from my fingers. He won't climb into my hand, but he let me watch him do the morning grooming on the roof of his house. He then went into the egg carton and got a short run in the bathroom, but I took him back to his cage when he climbed into the travel cage by himself. The idea is egg carton = I want to run in the bathroom, climbing back into travel cage = I want to go home. We'll see if he agrees ;-)

The photographic evidence: