well, balls, that doesn't sound good.
so i wander out to the kitchen... the plastic piece that keeps the food bowls in the bird cage has escaped (how? who knows. maybe the cat managed it in the his quest for a little birdie snack.) so one of the birds thought it would be great fun to push the bowl out onto the floor.
so i'm in the process of standing at the sink, looking at the bird food all over the floor, and aiming a few choice words at the bird, when he calmly waddles over to the other bowl and pushes it out.
i think they're smarter than i give them credit for.
