Here's the little white cuddly looking out from the covers in our bed. Each morning I go downstairs to make some coffee and bring it back to bed. I first go into the conservatory to get Bas out of his cage because he usually shouts for me at about 6.45. He sits on my shoulder while I make the coffee and put the breakfast cereals into the bowls and then comes upstairs and cuddles under the covers with us for about an hour before we get up. I then take him downstairs and give him his breakfast but he usually waits for us before he eats it when we sit down in the conservatory with him. He's just like a little child! He's thoroughly spoiled though and I wouldn't do that to a child
