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Goodnight!

Last night, somehow, I didn't want to go to sleep. As usual, Sophia told me goodnight and switched off the lights. But, I refused to quiet down and when Sophia had switched off the light in her room, she could hear me climb and climb and climb. So, in the dark, she went to my cage, told me "goodnight" again and talked soothingly. Normally, she scratches my head when she tells me goodnight. And, even while I was blind as a bat, I went to the spot where her finger usually is and bowed my head. She scratched it for a few minutes and then I went back to my sleeping perch and she went back to bed. Soon, everything was peaceful and quiet around the house. It is so nice to know each other so well.

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