My human is so easily entertained, being of lesser intellect than I, but I cater to her whims because it's so sweet to see what excites her. I often rub my beak in her feathers, as they need obvious fluffing. My hope is that the chia seeds and corn will help with her sad feather situation. They haven't helped yet, but I'll keep trying. She loves to say "Poopsie!" whenever I'm on my exercise stand, and then give me a millet, which I could easily get myself, as it's just sitting there on the shelf. But I take it to be polite, because she's so excited about it, like I imagine a puppy would be, if I knew what that was. I really don't know why she's so excited to see my poopsies. She must not have any of her own to be so interested in mine.