When you are a small shelled being living in an interspecies flock, you learn to get good at reading the non-verbal signs.
For example, let’s say your large shell-less assistant goes to the area where your tortoise carrier is kept.
She gets it out and places it on the floor next to your small shrieking feathery brother’s travel carrier.
This could be good news (like going to your grandparents’ casa where you get pampered and spoiled).
Or it could be not-good news (like going to visit the grumpy large shell-less beings who wear those unattractive white lab coats).
Seeing as how the last 10 times out of 10 when your carrier and your brother’s carrier both appeared on the floor at around the same time and in about the same place, you ended up at your grandparents stuffing your face with delicacies, you make an educated guess and assume the best.
You head on over and park your cute shelled body next to your carrier, because even in a world with all its problems and challenges, you are a being who prefers to expect good things.
Pearl, Malti, Bruce & their mama
