The laundry room.
I then get the...do-you-really-want-to-make-something-out-of-this face. I realize, I really don't.
You truly can't reason with a parrot in a cabinet.
He then leans down and grabs the inner edge of the cabinet door and gives it a pull. I get some satisfaction that he can't totally dis me by closing the door. He's got two much chewed stuff in the floor for the door to close.
I resist the urge to go ...Nahhh, na na Nahhh Na!
I make a move to go over and start picking up some of the trash on the floor.
That would be a big fat NO, in Silvers mind. He leans over and looks at my hand with juicy thoughts.
Okaaaaay. I back down. No picking up of anything at the moment.
Silver cocks his head and gives me the positive reinforcement of a kissy noise. It is then I realize he's looks very tired and likely wants to take a nap.
I say, "Nap?" He says," Nap".
"Okay, take a nap."
I turn and start to go and Silver says, "Bye, See you later."
"Have a good sleep. See you later."