Perched on a Perch

Another breakthrough! Today, for the first time, very wobbly, I sat on a real perch! Jan nailed a twig to a platform so it can't roll away. After one minute I got tired though, so I stepped off again. Jan is very afraid that I might hurt myself, so he made sure the whole perch was no further from the floor than a quarter of an inch.
And now, if you will excuse me, I have an important job to do. I have to dig a hole in the sawdust. I do that several times a day, for no reason I can think of. I guess I just like to see the sawdust fly around and have Hilke moan again.