I'm worried about Daryl. He stays with his feathers fluffed, and he sleeps a lot while Darryl goes about building a nest around him and chirping and hopping about their apartment like a happy bird. I wonder if Daryl is sick. Whenever it is on, he sits in the heat of the little lamp put there for that purpose.
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