11 years ago
Today, my sister and I wanted pasta for dinner. We were standing in the kitchen discussing it and putting stuff on the table, before we began cooking. There couldn't have been any smell from the uncooked pasta, and the package wasn't even open. It's not one of our usual ones, because we wanted a bit of change, so the package had to be unfamiliar. Despite all that, within seconds of the start of our discussion, both cockatiels were hanging on their cage wall, Chiara screeching and Alexander trying his best to catch my attention. Talk about clever. How did they know? They always know when we're about to have something they like.