I was up till 3 in the morning just couldn't sleep. Talking to bea about poor bailee when I heard bells moving in the room. Ally( twin) shouted out that god **** cat is in our room. We were not thinking logical then and ran to the room. The lights were off and she heard birds wings flapping so she though the cat had the bird. She turned on the night and it was cookie. He got out of his cage or allison let him out while I was putting the birds to bed. In the end poor hugs got a cut on his cere and blood feathers broken on both bings. There wasn't to much blood. It was stopped by the time he calmed down about. He didn't want in his cage at all so ally took him and cuddled him while I took slush and looked her over. She was fine and the budgies were two. Today he seems fine. He has been flying around and singing up a storm. Even had the nerves to go after my finger because i tried to give him a scritch and he didn't want it.