So I’m in bed asleep and I hear barking that eventually wakes me up. I come too enough to figure out that the barking is coming from downstairs. But a quick count of bodies shows me that I have my two faithful companions in bed with me and the sound of their sister’s snoring in her bed nearby is loud and clear. How, I think in my sleepy fog, did another dog get into my house. I sit up and listen more closely while looking at the clock. It’s 8 AM. My parrots are up downstairs and one of them… Abdul… decided apparently that if I didn’t wake up when he kept calling out “Good Morning”, he’d try barking instead. Clearly it worked.