Does anyone ever find themselves having conversations with their pets? I'm not sure why we do it. Maybe it's because no one else will listen,cor maybe the presence of another life form compels us to talk about stuff, even if said life form does not quite understand everything we say. Well, I often find myself doing it to the point where one may question my sanity.

I guess it makes sense though. I've never been a real "people person", and I've been around animals literally since I was born, so I guess I feel like I connect with them.
But anyways, today, I've had some funny interactions with Lucy this morning. I stayed up all night, last night, trying to finish a college paper, so I was kind of tired to the point where I don't even question what I do anymore. A couple cups of tea and some food has helped that, but I thought the interactions were pretty funny.
So first was me filling up her tiny seed bowl. I opened the door and tried to get it out, and she immediately climbed onto my hand.
Me: *trying to put her back* wanna wait?
Lucy: *climbs up my arm*
Me: No? Right, because waiting is not in your vocabulary? Your limited vocabulary that consists of "food" and "chew"?
Lucy: chirp!
Now, she's been quite chatty, all morning, screaming and chirping for whatever reason. I gave her food, freshwater, and everything, and the only time she'd shut up, was when she preened herself, and even then, I would hear a muffled chirp or two.
Me: *making tea*
Lucy: *on my shoulder, screaming*
Me: I know, because you keep screaming in my ear about it!
So the , I get to the table, with my cereal and tea, and a very loud Lucy-butt in tow. I put everything including Lucy, and she's STILL screaming...
Lucy: *screaming next to her pellet bowl*
Me: Have some pellets. It'll help my headache.
Lucy: *takes a pellet and walks over to me*
Me: No, YOU need to eat it in order to help my headache.
Of course, aside from eating a pellet every few minutes, sit still didn't help the screaming. So I try a different tactic.
Me: *gets her to step up, and holds her to my face* Shhhh...
Lucy: ...
Me: *whispers* Good gir-
Lucy: *screams*
Me: ...
So that makes up the majority of my morning. I still have no idea what she was screaming about, but I'm wondering if it had something to do with my mom, because she did it up until my mom left for church.
The household hasn't really felt the same in the past few days, to be honest. We've had a family member pass away recently, and my mom's taking it the hardest, out of all of us. My parents are leaving for Virginia this upcoming Wednesday, for the funeral, but I'm staying behind, because I have college classes. I'll be here to take care of the animals in the afternoon, but my dog and I'll be spending the night at my sister's house because I'm not a morning person and I can't drive yet. I wonder if Lucy can tell that things are about to change for a few days?
But I should probably shut up about my problems.

Anyways, if you've had any, what kind of crazy conversations have you had with your birds? Do they reply, or do they just look at you like you're a lunatic?