I’ve never had a parakeet, but I can’t help loving them: they seem to have a lot of go to ’em. Why, for instance, does this tiny parakeet insist on bugging that great big dog? I mean, one bite and he’s history–right? The off-stage human sounds nervous about it, but the parakeet doesn’t look a bit worried about what the dog might do to him.
I suspect there’s some kind of communication between these two minds that is not accessible to humans.