Atilla is still coping with her lump. It has got bigger again but is still a bit floppy rather than solid like it had been pre-Easter Sunday. She occasionally gets a poop caught on it, but it never stays there long – either I manage to discreetly flick it off whilst it is fresh, or Atilla attacks it during a botty preen.
She gets about, as always, trailing the lump behind her. She does not seem to mind & just hauls it around. When she steps up on my finger from a perch or swing, I have to remember the up & over motion otherwise the lump will get caught.
Here she is on the swing – she got there herself. She was not very relaxed as she saw me with the camera…
She is still making her own way down under the Manor to check out the mirror there…
The other day I caught her exploring the rest of the area under the Manor – she did a circuit of the tray, returning to the mirror & made her way up to the Manor as per usual.

Atilla is very independent & I admire her greatly.