Oh, I know Lucy understands me, because when she's being well behaved and I say "good girl", she immediately goes and does something she's not supposed to do.

I'm sure I say this too much, but she is the face of destruction compacted into a tiny body.
I can ask Dudley a yes or no question, and he will respond accordingly. It's always a head bobbing for yes, and rubbing the beak against the bars fo no. He also seems to be capable of knowing when we mess up, be it mentioning that we've forgotten something, or actually do something stupid. How do I know he can tell? Because he'll laugh, even when there's no one there to laugh at you.
