The answer is...

My blue bath rug!

My dad's old bath rug from his bachelor days quickly became the piece de resistance inside my cage. When I was little, my parents put it on the bottom of my cage since it was very soft. They knew I liked comfort!! Though I liked laying on it, I decided I did not want to sleep inside my cage any more. So I quickly tore it to shreds one day. Yesterday's photo was the only remaining piece of it. Finally, after my parents realized I wasn't comfortable sleeping in the cage by the way I would cry all during the night, they finally gave in and let me sleep in the bed. I'm a little sorry that the blue rug had to be sacrificed for me to get my way, but I can get over it. Especially when I'm sleeping in my King size bed next to my wonderful parents!