I think its too late for never. Shes 8 months and little. Shes waking me up at five am and running to the door with her feathers! Its a flat at forst she was happy with the mutual landing and got friends with the boys next door. They taught her how to use their flap.
Imagine outside catflap we have wroght iron fire stairs like the zig zag ones in nyc at he bottom is a car mechanics. So, shes been sitting just outside the door then got brave enough so she jumps from the exit onto the garage roofs until shes looking up at me from in the kitchen. I feel sick i dont know how she does it! Unfortunately she cant jump into the kitchen windiw its too high up.
So this mornng after 15 mins i put my head out and watch her runnung up and dow the zig zag fire stairs all the way to the bottom where the mechanics are and back up again. The gaps between each step is massive and its thick frost! She comes straight in when i ring the bell but how long will that last?
What do you guys think ive lost her to the bright lights of London havent I