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Date: 2004-01-13 10:03 am (UTC)Last night we were dining in the kitchen and had our tiel with us. While sitting on my hand, he clucked at me softly, tucked his head up under my nose, and gave me his special whistle, all the while raising and lowering his crest (right in front of my eye, as it happpened). He was very happy that I whistled back, told him I loved him, and kissed his breast.