So I took Kiwi to the groomer on Saturday. Whole way there he's in the car chit chatting away with me. Having a great time. Lovin the car ride. I get there and they take him and he looks at me like "Mom, I cannot believe you're letting them do this to me." He didn't talk to me again until Sunday night when I gave him an almond. I was out of them. I had to go to the grocery store get him almonds, just so my bird would talk to me again. Fids these days.