Birdies’ Big Day Out

You’ll have to excuse the less-than-perfectness of these photos; it’s difficult to get sharp shots of little birds early in the morning.
When I’m working at my computer, I often leave the birds’ cage door open, in case they want to have an explore. Frankie came out today:

He pulls his feathers out, if you’ll remember; he’s only got about half a tail and hardly any long feathers on his left wing (the right one is perfectly fine). This means that he can’t actually fly, although he’s getting better at gracefully careening to the ground. At the moment, he’s got four or five flight feathers on the left wing which, although they’re chewed up, are better than nothing. Anyway, today he glided down across the room to land on the heap of bubble wrap (my craft room is full of boxes and packing materials).
I think Ira gets quite worried when Frankie leaves the cage. I’m not sure if he realizes that Frankie is ‘handicapped’, or if he just doesn’t like being apart. The past few times Frankie has gone further than a couple feet from the cage, though, Ira’s flown out to join him. Today they really seemed to have a good time, since there were plenty of box edges to perch on:

It’s difficult to explore a flat world when your feet are made for perching! It’s funny: I’m not sure Frankie and Ira are proper Society Finches at all. Not only are they quite loud at times, but they also seem to be very curious and excited by new things (I mostly seem to hear about finches which freak out about anything new). Boxes — good for eating? Hm, no. What’s that down there? How do I get to it? What happens if I — oof. Very amusing.
They do sound the alarm every single time their lower perch falls down, though. Curious, but not very bright.